It’s been a long time since we played First World Problems. If you’re new to this semi-regular post, it first started when I got into my car one cold winter’s day and was bitching inside my head about how cold my steering wheel was.
As I pulled my sleeves down over my hands to protect my poor delicate hands from the trauma of my freezing steering wheel, I naturally realised how bloody ridiculous it was even to register such a grievance. Even in my own head.
But still you do, right?
When I wrote about that, and what a pampered, precious, First World Problem it was, the response was overwhelming as everyone got into the spirit of articulating some of the ridiculous things we bitch and moan about and how lucky we are to even HAVE such problems.
So the other day I had to sign a big pile of books for a corporate function I was doing. And my hand really hurt. And I may possibly have said this out loud. Possibly more than once. And then I smacked myself in the face and told myself to shut the f*ck up.
So that’s my first world problem.
Come on…what’s yours?
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FWP: slow room service
FWP: jury duty
FWP: iPhone battery length
FWP = my newly-pierced ear is infected. And by that I mean, it is red and swollen and a little bit sore, I am not about to die or anything. Wah wah.
FWP2 = I am incredibly lazy. Every time I try to get an exercise routine going, I end up looking in the mirror and thinking, 'Hey, you look alright. What's the problem?' And it never gets off the ground. I hate my lack of self-discipline. But I got some perspective last night - that Channel 7 show Sunday Night happened to be on in the background, did anyone else watch the story of Tate Kemp? Incredible. Inspiring. I sobbed all the way through it. **gives self an uppercut** Get off your butt, Elisha, what's your excuse??