365 Days of Living the Dale Carnegie Principles
Day 121. Monday, July 25, 2011
Preface:
I was sitting in Mass on Sunday when the priest asked, “what do all of us seek?”
My first thought: fame. (I figured God knows my thoughts—why try to conceal them.)
The priest answered the rhetorical question—“we all want to matter to someone. We are all seeking love.
I smiled to myself – well, yes, in a roundabout way, I guess that’s what I really meant….
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This morning I busted into my co-worker’s office with the biggest grin. Look! I have proof that a complete stranger is reading my blog!
I immediately looked at my co-worker perplexed. How did this person find me? I’m just a piece of dust on the Internet. I’m nobody. Yet… this person is reading my blog. And this person chose to “Like” me on Facebook. She’s my second fan and I don’t even know her!
My co-worker looked at me and said—just accept it. You’re not invisible. I left his office grinning ear to ear—admiring my iPhone that was displaying my one “Like” on my Facebook page.
I chatted with my friend again. “You know… I’m a bit embarrassed. It’s like inviting everyone to a dinner party but not having any food ready. I don’t have appetizers to serve for my one guest! The curtains to my new Facebook home aren’t even up! Nothing is ready!”
It was around this time I started sifting through Monday morning email. That’s when the balance to my day happened. Three challenging individuals from the past resurfaced today… on a Monday no less! I was absolutely stunned. As I read the email I could feel my forehead wrinkling—my whole expression probably said disgust.
Before taking the Dale Carnegie course I would have let these three people drag me down for the rest of the day. I would have reflected on the past business relationships we had with these individuals and would have questioned why we are bothering with them again.
Thankfully, I had the opportunity to take the Dale Carnegie course and this blog also keeps me in check. I decided to dig my heels in deep and think of one good thing about today.
I began to grin ear to ear as I thought of my one Facebook Fan.
The day took a variety of twists and turns—with more stress at work. But I kept holding on to one good thing about today: my one Facebook fan.
I drove home today trying to figure out what I would write about in today’s blog. All I could think about was a strong wish to say thank you to the stranger who decided to “Like” my Facebook page. You were fan number 2… a very brave move considering there’s not much to see on my page. And what’s more—I want you to know how that one act absolutely made my day—and gave me something positive to focus on instead of the difficulties at work.
And… you also gave me the courage to reach out to my friends and ask them to “Like” my page. At the present moment… I’m at a stunning quantity… 9!
The Dale Carnegie principles I used in this story are from How to Stop Worrying and Start Living:
Don’t worry about the past.
Count your blessings – not your troubles.
Without going into detail—I assure you—this day could have really been bad. Having these three business associates back in my life is a real challenge—and will really test my ability to use the Dale Carnegie principles. By focusing on my blessings—in this case—a bona fide fan on my Facebook page—I took control of my day. I was absolutely determined to have a good day and not let these individuals from the past drag me down.
So remember—the blessings in your life are just what you need to keep your outlook positive. Focus on them rather than the negative individuals and circumstances in your life. Today, I proved this technique works and I am confident it will work for you.
Thank you everyone who has chosen to “Like” my page.
Housekeeping / Notes:
I am so thrilled to tell you that a friend has volunteered to be a Guest Blogger! More information is coming soon.
For those new to the blog—new blogs are usually posted between 10 pm…. 3 am every night/morning. Depending on when I’m able to post—they may appear to be dated one day off. I am always racing a clock.