Hey guys, read the story below, it's a very good motivation story share from a friend in Facebook.
Jerry was the kind of
guy you love to hate. He was always in a good mood and always had 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 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 the restaurant business: he left the back door open one morning and was
held up at gunpoint by three armed robbers. While trying to open the safe, his
hand shaking from nervousness, slipped off the combinations. 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 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 emergency room 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 said. 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. Be remember!
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