This man - looks all depressed, sort of aging but not quite out of his prime yet - walks into a bar, orders two beers. The barkeep asks him what the problem is. "Entire town's after me," he says glumly, and the barkeep replies, "What for?"
"Well," the man says, "I built the walls of this village with me own two hands. Kept the town safe from the English for years. No one ever thanks me!"
"Then, I went on to build the town hall, with me own two hands. The town had a seat of government now. No one takes notice! No one ever thanks me!"
"But, I swear to yeh... you fuck ONE goat!"
I guess there's a lot to be grateful for in a person, even if we can't see it, or if we don't want to see it.
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