Life is hard.

I know.
such a profound realization.

I knew this. Life is hard.
I really did.
It did not just come to me yesterday.
But, to be honest.
I was reminded of this thought yesterday.

Why?
Why is life hard?
good question.

Why is this such a tough question to answer.

Why do I ask so many questions?

I've been told that my job as a Quality Assurance professional for 30 years....
makes me see everything in black or white.
Everything is clear cut.
Right or wrong.
Black or white.
There is no grey area.
And maybe this is a good quality to have at work, but not in life, not as a  friend or sister or daughter or partner.
This is what I believe now.

I ask a lot of questions.
I always want to know - why?
I want to understand.
Why is this bad? to want to understand? (I know, another question, 2 actually)

I struggle at work and in life. Daily I struggle with this. Because having a quality mindset like I have does not make you friends. even at work.

I have this quote at work, tacked up outside of my cubicle.

Quality is never an accident; it is always the result of high intention, sincere effort, intelligent direction and skillful execution; it represents the wise choice of many alternatives.

is this only meant for work or in life do you think?

So, I ask questions, I drill down. I ask why, why, why until I get to the root cause of something.
Why? so we can prevent something bad from happening again. In work, in life...

That's what I do. Before my current job, I was specifically a complaint investigator for Big Pharma. that was my life, I investigated complaints.

I received a broken tablet.
This medication doesn't work.
Why are these tablets yellow?
I could go on.

But I investigated and asked questions and solved problems.

Because, what is the alternative?
Don't ask questions?
Just stay quiet?

Am I like the 3 year old who never stops asking questions?
Who is never satisfied with an answer.
That's how I feel.

I'm already a really quiet person.
Most of my why questions are in my head.
You know what happens when you tell an introvert to be quiet, you talk too much, why do you have to ask so many questions?
It  isn't a good feeling.

So, the questions, the why, why why.
I figure that's where I need to keep them.
In my head.
Or at least ask questions anonymously to the world here :)

In the real world....
Don't ask questions. You may not like the answer.

But.
My though is this....
We all see the same moon and stars at night.
Did you ever think about that?
No matter where we are.
We all see the same universe.
We are not all that different.....