"Yeah, two months ago one of my uncles died and left me eighty-five thousand dollars," said the man.
"That does not sound like anything to be upset about," said the bartender, polishing a glass. "It should happen to me!"
"Yeah," said the sour young man, "but last month another uncle from my mother's side passed away and he left me hundred and fifty thousand dollars."
"So why are you sitting there looking so unhappy?" asked the bartender.
"Oh! That is great! You should be in the best of your spirits, but why are you so sad....??"
Friends, most of us can never be satisfied by anything, because the mind goes on asking for more. The desire for more always creates sorrow, makes one a slave.