Note To Self 26: Thankless Job
Being an adult is a thankless job.
When you’re a kid you’re still learning how to do things, and you’re still cute enough that people pay attention to you. When you accomplish something, people smile and go ‘Yay! You did it!’ and hug you.
When you’re an adult, though, these things are expected of you. No one’s out there going ‘Yay! You brushed your teeth all by yourself!’ You’re expected to know how to dress yourself and take care of yourself and do all the chores and upkeep life requires of you. It’s like when LUGRadio had a comparison of various Linux distros and said “Linux doesn’t get points for having the keyboard work correctly anymore.” And yet it seems like some people still need acceptance. Some demand some sort of recognition for little tasks. These are the people whose wives complain that they’re not a wife, but a mother. It’s this mentality that for decades has cast the man asa the bumbling idiot in the family comedy, screwing up yet still being lovable while the wife keeps the house together. It keep people from realizing their full potential as people and instead enslaves them to dependency and flattery.
I admit, I fall into that mental trap myself. I just want to break out of it. I want to be able to get through my tasks without the pressing need for praise. I want to be an adult.
