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 she can get back
her focus on what’s important.

Sixteen years ago I learned this lesson. I learned it iIn the back of a
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, a black car jumped out of a parking space
right in front of us.

My taxi driver slammed on his breaks, skidded, and
missed the other car’s back end by just inches!

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.

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.” I began to see garbage trucks.

Like in the movie “The Sixth Sense,” the little boy
said, “I see Dead People.” 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.

One of my favorite football players of all time,
Walter Payton, did this every day on the football
field. He would jump up as quickly as he hit the
ground after being tackled. He never dwelled on a
hit. Payton was ready to make the next play his best.

The bottom line is that successful people do not let
garbage trucks take over their day.

What about you?

What would happen in your life, starting today, if you
let more garbage trucks pass you by?

Here’s my bet.
You’ll be happier.

Life’s too short to wake up in the morning with

Regrets, so..

Love the people who treat you right.
Forget about the ones who don’t.
Believe that everything happens for a reason.
If you get a chance, TAKE IT!
If it changes your life, LET IT!
Nobody said it would be easy . . .
They just promised it would be worth it!

A truly happy person is one who can enjoy the scenery on a detour.

Your comment on merging on the highway is so, so true. I drove 130 miles round trip daily for 5 years on I30. I have witnessed several accidents caused by someone trying to be friendly and slowing down to allow someone access onto the highway. If an eighteen wheeler is behind you when you suddenly decided to slow down, it is not a pretty sight. They can’t stop on a dime.

Being a Transportation Manager for many years, I have witnessed more accidents caused by careless drivers and careless truck drivers. PLEASE, PLEASE do not drive on the highway and stay right next to the eighteen wheeler. GET AROUND HIM AS QUICKLY AS POSSIBLE. If one of the tires blow out and hits your car, there is a good chance you won’t live to talk about it. I can’t emphasize this enough. Just a piece of the tread may come threw your windshield and do more damage than you can imagine. Please be aware of what is going on around you as you drive. Some, not all, truck drivers are not competent enough to be on the road. In my tenure, I’ve had one. He was enough to scare me straight.

Where I live, there are only 2-lane roads & because they’re really twisty-turny, there’s only 4 passing zones in the more than 20-mile stretch passing through the area & there’s usually oncoming traffic so you can’t pass there anyway.

I just moved here a few years ago, so I *understand* if someone is not comfortable going as fast as everyone else – I sure wasn’t when I first moved here – but for goodness sake, PULL OVER and let people pass from time to time!

I must beg to differ with this statement. I have been there and did that but the only things that speeds up is the speedometer and a scared mind. When tires lose traction they have no grip on the highway and can cause a car to spin but not speed up. It takes traction to cause a car to speed up and stop.

One of my peeves is when people accelerate to get in another lane right in front of you when their is barely enough space between you and the car in front of you. They cut you off and in the process risk causing an accident. Slow down and be patient enough to pull into that lane when their is space. If you can not get over go up to the next intersection and turn around to reach your destination. I have seen many accidents happen because of this. Please have some courtesy and patience.

1) If you are on the highway and someone is trying to enter, it is not your job to speed up or slow down. Just drive. Let the merging driver….merge. DON’T HELP. Merging is the merging drives job, not yours. I cannot read your mind. I slow down you slow down, so I speed up and so do you. Please just get out of my way

2) There are rules for driving and rules for being polite. Sometimes they work together, but sometimes not. If you have the right of way, use it ,don’t sit there expect the female in the other car to know that you are being Sir Galahad. GO D…..IT. I CAN’T READ YOUR MIND.

NOTE: And remember when driving in Texas the other driver is often armed, don’t piss us off, after 9:00 pm most of us have been drinking and after 11pm 90% of the oncoming traffic is legally drunk.

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