Some individuals find beauty in everything, while others consistently adopt a negative outlook on their own experiences and those of others. It should be easy to share in someone else’s happiness, shouldn’t it? Unfortunately, for some, witnessing the joy of others brings them discomfort. Consider the following amusing story about a hairdresser who perfectly embodies this attitude:
A woman enters a hair salon and excitedly informs the hairdresser that she and her husband are planning a trip to Rome.
“Why Rome?” questions the hairdresser skeptically. “It’s crowded and dirty. Going to Rome is a crazy idea. How are you even getting there?”
“We booked with Continental and got a great rate,” the woman replies.
“Continental?” the hairdresser exclaims. “That’s a terrible airline. Their planes are old, the flight attendants are ugly, and they’re always late. So, where are you staying in Rome?”
“We found this exclusive little place on the Tiber River called Teste,” the woman answers.
“Stop right there. I know that place. Everyone thinks it’s something special and exclusive, but it’s really a dump.”
Undeterred, the woman continues, “We’re planning to visit the Vatican and maybe catch a glimpse of the Pope.”
The hairdresser scoffs, “That’s rich. You and a million other people trying to see him. He’ll look like the size of an ant. Good luck on your lousy trip. You’re going to need it.”
A month later, the woman returns to the salon for another hairdo. Curious, the hairdresser inquires about her trip to Rome.
“It was truly delightful,” the woman recounted. “We not only arrived punctually on one of Continental’s state-of-the-art planes, but the flight was overbooked, and they graciously upgraded us to first class. The dining experience with exquisite food and wine was complemented by the attentive service of a charming 28-year-old steward.”
“And the hotel was phenomenal! Having just completed a $5 million renovation, it now stands as a gem among the city’s finest accommodations. Despite being overbooked, they sincerely apologized and, to our surprise, upgraded us to the owner’s suite at no additional cost!”
“Well,” mumbled the hairdresser, “that sounds wonderful, but I bet you didn’t get to meet the Pope.”
“As a matter of fact, we were incredibly fortunate. While exploring the Vatican, a Swiss Guard tapped me on the shoulder and informed me that the Pope enjoys meeting some of the visitors. If I could wait in his private room, the Pope would personally greet me. True to their word, five minutes later, the Pope walked in and shook my hand! I knelt down, and he shared a few words with me…”
“Really? What did he say?”
“He asked me, ‘Who messed up your hair?’”
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