The Top 5 Regrets of The Dying
1. I wish I had spent more time at work, cleaning the house and working in the yard.
I spent too much time with my kids. They could have gone to tutors for homework and I didn’t really need to be at all those track meets and gymnastic exhibitions and choir performances, did I?
I spent too much time helping others in need and I didn’t really get anything out of it. I mean, what did they ever do for me? My job always gave me a paycheck, at least. They were the grateful ones, my employers. Not to mention the awesome plaque I received on my 5 year anniversary.
After all, I am certain that if I had spent more time on work they would have appreciated me more and not downsized me to make their stock portfolio look better for investors. In the end, it’s the company that you work for that really matters, of course.
2. I wish I had taken fewer chances. Rejection stinks.
I didn’t actually become a billionaire. In fact, I failed so much more than I ever even achieved the smallest amount of success. I could have avoided all those feelings of failure by just staying at the same job, day after day. Life was hard enough, who needs all those reminders of failure.
3. I’m so glad I am single and didn’t risk a relationship. I mean, the odds of those failing are almost certain.
Those people who pursued me were really nice and all. But how do I know they are going to stay nice. People change. I saw it many times. I was doing them a favor by rejecting them. Not one of them ever thanked me. But I’m sure they thought about it down the road and were grateful. Even if they didn’t make the effort to thank me in person.
4. Boy, the Joneses really knew how to live.
Those guys had everything! New cars, boats, vacations, they had it all. I wish I had worked so much harder to keep up with them. Then I would have really been happy. I mean, after a while, I didn’t really see the boat anymore and there was that time the tow truck arrived to take their new BMW to the shop and I never really saw it again. Then, after they gave their house back to the bank (dangit, I should have done that too) I didn’t really hear much from them. But, I’m sure they are doing great. They were always smiling no matter what. They really had it made. The good life. I really missed out.
5. The one thing I did right, I never let anyone get close and never shared my real feelings.
Sharing your feelings is just too awkward and not really worth it. I watch all these people walking around complaining about how this person said this and that person said that and they are crying and carrying on. Who needs it? I made it through life just fine on my own without all that silliness. Who are my five closest friends, you say? Well, let’s see....lemme get back to you on that one.
