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选择快乐所以快乐
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杰瑞是那种让人又爱又恨的人。他总是心情很好,说话积极向上。当有人问他干得怎么样时,他总是回答:“好得不能再好了!”
他是个很独特的经理,因为有几个服务员从一个餐厅到另一个餐厅地追随他。服务员追随他的理由是他的人生态度。他是个天生的乐天派。如果哪个雇员这一天过得不好,杰瑞总会告诉他如何从积极的一面看待这件事情。
他的这种风格着实令我好奇,因此,有一天我走过去问:“我搞不明白,你怎么能一直那么乐观,你是怎么做到的?”
杰瑞回答:“每天早晨醒来时,我都对自己说:杰瑞,你今天有两种选择。你可以选择有个好心情还是坏心情。我选择了好心情。每当坏事发生时,我都可以选择是成为一个受害者还是从中汲取教训。我选择的是从中汲取教训。每当有人来向我抱怨时,我可以选择接受他的抱怨还是向他指出生活积极的一面。我选择的是向他指出积极的一面。”
“是的,你说得对,但事情并不那么简单。”我辩解道。
“不,生活很简单,”杰瑞回答说:“生活就是各种选择。当你删繁就简后,每种境况都是选择。你选择如何应对各种局面。你选择让别人如何影响自己的心情。你选择是有好心情还是坏心情。重点是:你的生活,你来选择。”
我思索着杰瑞的话。不久后,我离开餐饮业,开办了自己的生意。我们也失去了联系。但我每当对生活做出积极选择而不是被动应对时,我都会想到杰瑞。
几年后,我听说杰瑞做了一件餐饮业里不该做的事:一天上午,他没关后门,他被三个持枪歹徒所劫持。当他试图打开密码锁时,手一哆嗦,没有按对密码。劫持者气极败坏,向他开了枪。
幸运的是,杰瑞反应相当快,他迅速来到本地的外伤中心。经过十八个小时的手术和几周的精心护理,他出院了,但体内还残存着子弹的碎片。
这件事发生后大约六个月,我见到了杰瑞。当我问他感觉如何时,他回答:“好得不能再好了,想看看我的伤疤吗?”我拒绝了看他的伤疤,而是问他当抢劫发生时,他在想些什么。
“我想到的第一件是我应该锁上后门,”杰瑞回答:“然后,当我躺在地上时,我记得我有两个选择:我可以选择是要活还是要死。我选择了要活。”
“你不害怕吗?你失去知觉了吗?”我问。
杰瑞继续说:“护理人员很棒,他们一直对我说我会没事的。但当他们把我推进急诊室时,我看了一眼医生和护士的脸上的表情,我着实吓坏了。他们的眼里写着:这个人完了。我知道我需要采取点行动。”
“你做了什么?”我问。
“嗯,有个大个子身板很结实的护士大声地问我问题,”杰瑞说。
“她问我有没有过敏的东西,‘有',我回答道。所有的医生和护士都停下来,等着听我的回答。我深吸一口气,喊道:‘子弹'。”
在他们的笑声中,我说:“我选择的是活下来,请把我当成一个活人来手术,不要当成死人。”
杰瑞活了下来,这多亏了医生的医术,也由于他惊人的生活态度。我从他身上学到:每天我们都可以选择很充实地生活。
毕竟,态度决定一切。
附:原文 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 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 gunpoint 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 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 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. |