human nature.

The cup is always half full... of poison.

Like how I wouldn't talk about the yong tau foo uncle kindly asking me if he'd given me enough chilli sauce for my noodles, and how his wife came to my table just a few minutes later to make sure I had enough chilli sauce. But I might just grumble about how dilute the coffeeshop milo was in the morning.

Like how clients very readily write complaint letters rather than thank-you cards. Conversely, I wouldn't mention an understanding grateful kind of client but would happily rant about a stupid one. Looking on the brighter side of things, I suppose the latter sort would contribute to our little book of Veterinary Anecdotes. =.=