Garbage Trucks

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Yesterday, Rach, Chris and I went to breakfast at a busy coffee shop. The “Laksa’s store” took a long time to give me the change for the ten ringgit I paid for the RM3.50 lousy laksa. I waited for a little longer and decided to go and ask for the change.

The owner was reluctant to give me the change. He said I only gave him RM4.00. I told him if he thought I gave him 4 ringgit, he should have long given me the change of 50 sen which would make sense.

With a smile, I asked him to think about it and got back to me. With that, I walked back to my seat. I settled in with my conversation with Rach and Chris. I was prepared to take that 10-ringgit laksa.

Shortly, a female helper handed me RM6.50 and apologized to me. I told her that it was not her fault.

I am glad that I did not allow the “laksa’s nonsense” ruin my day. Sharing this story today –

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 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 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 allow them, they’ll dump it right on top of you. When someone wants to dump their garbage, don’t take it personally. You just smile, wave, wish them well, and move on. You’ll be happy you did.”

So this is it: The “Law of the Garbage Truck.”

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