Something miffed me at work the other day… so, I sat wondering about my disgruntlement. Then I sat wondering about the word disgruntlement. Does it even exist or have I disfigured the English language… again? A quick search in the Big G revealed that I’m OK… I’ve not caused The Bard to do another revolution in his grave.
Next, I thought of using the word as a title for a post. I didn’t have to think too far to find a photo. I can spot quite a few reasons why objects in this photo should add to the disgruntlement…
- unsightly spray paint on the walls
- unsightly walls blocking the views
- rail lines next to the beach, spoiling the views… yes, I know they have to go somewhere and yes, it allows for a nice view while commuting…
OK… I know we have to get on with life but sometimes it’s good to have a wee rant about the issues that add to our disgruntlement indices!