365 Days of Living the Dale Carnegie Principles
Day 89. Wednesday, June 22, 2011
Last week I noticed one of my blog posts appeared when someone used a search engine. This was not unusual. But the phrase that the person used was unusual. Someone typed the phrase: “Why can’t you wear jeans at San Quentin?” and my blog appeared in the results. I have no idea how that happened. It is true—sometimes it feels like I am in a prison—but I’ve never verbalized it. (Oops!)
This morning I woke up and reached for my iPhone to review stats and search engine terms for my blog. Sure enough—someone did a search and my blog post appeared in the results. Although I was half asleep at the time—the phrase startled me completely awake: “Dale Carnegie rot”.
I thought—maybe someone can’t spell? But I couldn’t think of an alternative word that was also positive… rotten, Rottweiler….
Since I was wide awake I got up and ready for the day.
“Rot?” I mean really? I thought about the word way too much.
I considered shutting down the lemonade stand—also known as my blog. Someone thinks my stories are rot….
I struggled finding something to wear today. I considered the fact that I have missed the gym for 5 days now. I feel huge. My blog and work are keeping me too busy to have time for the gym. As it is I’m going to bed around 2 am. I’m blissfully happy and productive but I’m also sleepy and I feel chunky.
Maybe I should shut down the blog. But then I remembered today is Guest Blog day. I can’t let my friend down. His blog proves the value of using the Dale Carnegie principles. And if he was willing to be a guest blogger—surely then my blog isn’t “rot”.
I considered the perspective of the person that typed “Dale Carnegie rot”. Hmm… Yes… my stories can be a bit on the absurd, happy-go-lucky, pour on the extra sugar and syrup—sappy side.
Yes, I can see how my writings might inspire the word “rot”.
Hmm… I wonder which blog story came up in that search? I concluded with sadness that all of them qualify for that description.
Well, I’m feeling fat, I have blemishes on my face, my hair is the wrong style, my house is a mess and my blog stories appear in search engines with the words “Dale Carnegie rot.” Grumble. This day doesn’t look so good.
So I decided to do the most logical thing. I pulled out the Clorox and vacuum and I cleaned. I amused myself thinking—it took the word “rot” to inspire me to clean.
Around this time I remembered some details I had forgotten about my own blog. I had written a blog with the word “rot” in it. My first blog was about a rotting fish. It was the catalyst for me to begin this blog.
It’s one of my favorite stories. Instead of focusing on the malicious person who threw a large dead fish into my backyard to rot—I scooped it up, disposed of it and focused on making lemonade—by starting a blog.
Oddly, I have fond memories of the stench from that rotting fish. The stench from that horribly rotten and fly infested fish—has become symbolic for me. I take “rot” and other frustrations and try to find the positive and humor in them.
So, a special thank you to whoever it was that searched “Dale Carnegie rot”. I was inspired to clean the house and return to the gym. (And I don’t think you were trying to imply my stories were bad. I’m still trying to master the “get thicker skin” and “don’t assume the worst” principles by the way…)
The Dale Carnegie principles I used are from How to Stop Worrying and Start Living:
Get all the facts.
Don’t fuss about trifles.
The lesson I hope you take from this story—you have the ability to control how you react to the day’s events. Don’t jump to conclusions. Don’t assume the worst about yourself or people’s opinions of you. Simply don’t worry!
Do your best to look for the good, the humor—or my personal favorite—the irony of the day. It makes the day more manageable and amusing.
As I type this blog and look back at how the rest of the day turned out—I had a really wonderful day! To think I was going to let trifles get the best of me!
Housekeeping / Notes:
Be sure to read the post by my newest guest blogger, Esteban. He not only makes lemonade but he demonstrates the qualities of a good father. Click here to read his story.