Whom do you hate more?
I’m tempted to say the latter. We’ve all got sailors’ right to bitch sometimes in this life, but I get the feeling some of us would like to suppress all bitching but their own.
I’m not sure you could get a strict factual answer to this, but what the hell. 
I’m assuming that you’re talking about the constant version of either one. If so, I’d go with the former because the latter only does so as a reaction. Therefore they’d have nothing to complain about on their own. Those that always bitch about things seem to do over any last little thing. Meaning it truly is never-ending, nothing gets fixed and it’s a lot of times petty nonsense to boot. Just shuddup already. Now real circumstances gripes (like losing a house, getting fired, pet died, etc.) is perfectly acceptable, even when it’s long running, like it was for job. Boring everyone over a zit, hearing a popular song too many times on the radio or your shoes being the wrong color, not okay.
Wanting them to shuddup, priceless.
Moved to IMHO.
-xash
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I hate those that complain about other people complaining about complainers. They’re the guys I really can’t stand.
Look, I just had a root canal yesterday, my tinnitus is acting up, I had to cancel my vacation, my shoulder hurts, and I’m really tired, so just get off my ass.
God, can you believe that kelly5078? How annoying!
Now if those aren’t some acceptable reasons to shout grumpily to the high heavens, I don’t wanna know what is. So I say with all sincerity (if you’re not just funnin’ us, that is), bless your heart.
No, it’s all true. But now that I’ve had the root canal, my tooth doesn’t hurt anymore, and I’ve rescheduled my vacation. But that gigi obviously doesn’t know the meaning of compassion. And faithfool is all with the nicey-nice. I’d go on, but I see a dog I have to go kick.
But … but … but … it’s such a nice ass.
Ooh, all my hatin’ is for the complainers. I have a coworker who is a nonstop complainer. Then I bitched about her to someone else at work, and it turns out she visits several of us each day and serves up the same dish of bitch to each of us. If I hadn’t complained to someone else, I would never have learned her M.O. She’s not using it to blow off steam, it’s just a reflex–maybe her only way of interacting with other people. And it has a nasty way of poisoning my mood for the whole day, however much I try to ignore her.
Maybe it’s not complainers I hate, so much as that person in particular… I amend my answer!
Make it a puppy - they go further. Much more satisfying.
What?
I never did mean to refer to chronic complainers like the “ooh my back lady” at work or the “kids these days guy” who lives down the block. Of COURSE they drive everyone up a wall ('cause they’re up a wall most of the time themselves).
The complainers I’m talking about are those people, mostly young and idealistic, who feel (with some justification) that the world, particularly the working world, is unfair.
The people who complain about them are invariably older, presumably conservative, and either cynical or (perhaps) ensconced in positions of relative comfort and security. They tell the young folks, sometimes with great bluntness, to suck it up and pay their dues.
I’m on the side of the complainers on this one, because the complain-abouters drive me up the wall.
Anyone else?
Ohhh, I see. Well, in that case, we’re in complete agreement because on top of the scenarios you described, those people are being condescending assholes who’ve forgotten what it’s like to be young and struggling.
I complain about the complainers and I hate myself for it.
But the stories are just so fun to tell!
I notice with the younger generation a tendency to complain about how the older generation is treating them, something you never saw with us Gen-Xers.
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