Dear Friends, I happen to read this article in a quick time and I found it really very interesting and too positive :) Thought before I do my exit interview with my first job I can share this to yall :) Read N be positive sweethearts :)
Jerry is the kind of guy you love to hate.
He is always in a good mood and always has something positive to
say. When someone would ask him how he was doing, he would reply,
"If I were any better, I would be twins!" He was a unique manager
because he had several waiters who had followed him around from
restaurant to restaurant. The reason the waiters followed Jerry was
because of his attitude. He was a natural motivator. If an employee
was having a bad day, Jerry was there telling the employee how to
look on the positive side of the situation.
Seeing this style
really made me curious, so one day I went up to Jerry and asked him,
I don't get it! You can't be a positive person all of the time. How
do you do it?" Jerry replied, "Each morning I wake up and say to
myself, Jerry, you have two choices today. You can choose to be in a
good mood or you can choose to be in a bad mood. I choose to be in a
good mood. Each time something bad happens, I can choose to be a
victim or I can choose to learn from it. I choose to learn from it.
Every time someone comes to me complaining, I can choose to accept
their complaining or I can point out the positive side of life. I
choose the positive side of life. "Yeah, right, it's not that easy,"
I protested. "Yes, it is," Jerry said. "Life is all about choices.
When you cut away all the junk, every situation is a choice. You
choose how you react to situations. You choose how people will
affect your mood. You choose to be in a good mood or bad mood. The
bottom line: It's your choice how you live life." I reflected on
what Jerry said. Soon thereafter, I left the restaurant industry to
start my own business. We lost touch, but I often thought about him
when I made a choice about life instead of reacting to it.
Several years later, I
heard that Jerry did something you are never supposed to do in a
restaurant business: he left the back door open one morning and was
held up at gun point by three armed robbers. While trying to open
the safe, his hand, shaking from nervousness, slipped off the
combination. The robbers panicked and shot him. Luckily, Jerry was
found relatively quickly and rushed to the local trauma center.
After 18 hours of surgery and weeks of intensive care, Jerry was
released from the hospital with fragments of the bullets still in
his body.
I saw Jerry about six months after the
accident. When I asked him how he was, he replied, "If I were any
better, I'd be twins. Wanna see my scars?" I declined to see his
wounds, but did ask him what had gone through his mind as the
robbery took place. “The first thing that went through my mind was
that I should have locked the back door," Jerry replied. "Then, as I
lay on the floor, I remembered that I had two choices: I could
choose to live or I could choose to die. I chose to live."
"Weren't you scared? Did you lose consciousness?" I asked. Jerry continued, "...the paramedics were great. They kept telling me I was going to be fine. But when they wheeled me into the ER and I saw the expressions on the faces of the doctors and nurses, I got really scared. In their eyes, I read 'he's a dead man.' I knew I needed to take action." " What did you do?" I asked. "Well, there was a big burly nurse shouting questions at me," said Jerry. "She asked if I was allergic to anything. 'Yes,' I replied. The doctors and nurses stopped working as they waited for my reply. I took a deep breath and yelled, 'Bullets!' Over their laughter, I told them, 'I am choosing to live. Operate on me as if I am alive, not dead.'" Jerry lived thanks to the skill of his doctors, but also because of his amazing attitude. I learned from him that every day we have the choice to live fully. Attitude, after all, is everything.
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"Weren't you scared? Did you lose consciousness?" I asked. Jerry continued, "...the paramedics were great. They kept telling me I was going to be fine. But when they wheeled me into the ER and I saw the expressions on the faces of the doctors and nurses, I got really scared. In their eyes, I read 'he's a dead man.' I knew I needed to take action." " What did you do?" I asked. "Well, there was a big burly nurse shouting questions at me," said Jerry. "She asked if I was allergic to anything. 'Yes,' I replied. The doctors and nurses stopped working as they waited for my reply. I took a deep breath and yelled, 'Bullets!' Over their laughter, I told them, 'I am choosing to live. Operate on me as if I am alive, not dead.'" Jerry lived thanks to the skill of his doctors, but also because of his amazing attitude. I learned from him that every day we have the choice to live fully. Attitude, after all, is everything.
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