The Ass and His Masters
A DISCONTENTED ASS who felt that the gardner for whom he worked was a hard taskmaster appealed to Jupiter to give him another master. Annoyed by the ass's ingratitude, Jupiter bound him over to a potter who gave him even heavier burdens to bear.
Again the ass besought Jupiter. This time it was arranged to have him sold to a tanner. Finding that he had fallen into worse hands than ever, the ass said with a groan: "Alas, wetch that I am. Would that I had remained content with my former masters. My new owner not only works me harder while I am alive, but will not even spare my hide when I am dead!"
Lesson: He that finds discontentment in one place is not likely to find happiness in another.
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