Most of us do not work in a lounge chair on a white sand beach with attentive talking parrot servants to refresh our tropical drinks and sing us show tunes.
And so we complain about work.
But even if we were on that beach with those beverage-toting parrots, we'd probably still find something to gripe about — perhaps one of the birds was a bit flat on "Everything's Coming Up Roses."
We have become, it seems, a nation of complainers, and there is no more fertile ground for grumbling than the workplace.
But why do so many of us forge office friendships from the fires of grousing and commiseration, and then start each day with coffee and...