Attitude is Everything

By Francie Baltazar-Schwartz

	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

	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 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

	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.

	You have 2 choices now:

	1. Go on to the next message.

	2. Forward it your dear ones.

	Hope you will choose choice 2

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