Interesting article in the Bulletin about "grumpy old man syndrome."
I probably spent the first half of my fifties feeling that way.
Then I gave it up.
I gave up trying to control the behavior of my customers. I transitioned from being a front man at the counter to letting the younger guys do most of that. Which gave me enough time away to start getting more of a sense of proportion. I got more financially secure, which was a pretty big deal. I took on writing as a hobby, which gave me something else to focus on. I don't drink hardly at all, as drinking tends to make me not sleep as well and makes me irritable. I find myself being irritable much less often, and angry hardly at all.
It really helps, I think, to be around young people all the time. While I bemoan the fact that they don't seem to read, I also remember that most people have never read. Meanwhile though, most of how I feel is summed up in the phrase: "The Kids Are All Right." I mean, they really are. They really haven't changed all that much over the last 30 years, frankly.
I think working at the store, even if less often, is good for me. I shrug at competition now -- I'd much rather cooperate with them. I don't go after after every opportunity or fight for every dime. I set policies I feel are correct and then stick to them.
Physically, I kind of quit dieting all the time, which is what I had to do to stay at what I considered the proper weight. Thing is, I don't look any different at 15 pounds heavier. I look almost the same. Sure, I could wish my beard and hair were less white, but oh well.
The financial security is the biggest thing. I feel like I can relax slightly and things won't fall apart.
I announced about six months ago on Facebook that I wasn't going to be "grumpy old man" anymore. I was going to be "cool old guy." I don't mean life of the party, I mean secure in myself enough to be nice to others.
It's a worthy goal.
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