Stuff like that used to bother me when I was young and idealistic but it no longer does now that I am older, practical and, some say, cynical.
Life is short. At some point, I decided to stop the relentless pursuit of wealth, and more importantly, stop drinking the poison of my own anger and frustration.
As long as I have enough to do what I want to do, not do the crap that I don't want to do, to eat, and travel and have coffee in the morning, and share a bottle of good wine with a friend now and then, I'm good.
As king David (or is it Solomon?) recommends in Ecclesiastes, the best that we can do is to eat and drink and be happy for all of our days.
Live a full life and enjoy it while you can....nothing good comes from being upset about shit that you have no control over and that, ultimately does not matter.