LAW OF THE GARBAGE TRUCK

LAW OF THE GARBAGE TRUCK - Let the garbage go by.

 How often do you let other people's nonsense change your mood? Do you let
a bad driver, rude waiter, curt boss, or an insensitive employee ruin your
 day? Unless you're the Terminator, for an instant you're probably set back
 on your heels.
 However, the mark of a successful person is how quickly U can get back
 ur focus on what's important.

lesson frm New York City taxi cab. Here's what happened.

 I hopped in a taxi, and we took off for Grand Central Station. We were
 driving in the right lane when all of a sudden, and I mean without warning,
 a black car jumped out of a parking space right in front of us. My taxi
 driver slammed on his brakes, skidded and missed the other car's back end
by
 just inches. *
 *Here's what happened next. The driver of the other car, the guy who almost
 caused a big accident, whipped his head around and he started yelling bad
 words at us. How do I know? Ask any New Yorker, some words in New York come
 with a special face. *
 *Now, here's what blew me away. My taxi driver just smiled and waved at
 the guy. And I mean, he was friendly. So, I said, "Why did you just do
that?
 This guy almost ruined your car and sent us to the hospital!" And this is
 when my taxi driver told me what I now call, "The Law of the Garbage
Truck."

 Many people are like garbage trucks. They run around full of garbage, full
 of frustration, full of anger, and full of disappointment. As their garbage
 piles up, they need a place to dump it. And if you let them, they'll dump
it

on you.
 When someone wants to dump on you, don't take it personally. You just
 smile, wave, wish them well, and move on. You'll be happy you did.

 So this was it: The "Law of the Garbage Truck." I started thinking, how
 often do I let Garbage Trucks run right over me? And how often do I take
 their garbage and spread it to other people: at work, at home, on the
 streets? It was that day I said, "I'm not going to do it anymore."

 Well now "I see Garbage Trucks." I see the load they're carrying. I see
 them coming to drop it off.
 And like my Taxi Driver, I don't make it a personal thing; I just smile,
 wave, wish them well, and I move on.