Motivational speakers charge thousands of dollars
Time was of the essence and my plan included
a quick turnaround trip from and back to the airport.
A spotless cab pulled up.
I was comfortably seated before he closed
the door. As he got in the driver's seat, he mentioned that
the neatly folded Wall Street Journal next to me for my use.
He then showed me several tapes and asked me what type
of music I would enjoy.
I got tired of thinking my best would never
be good enough. I decided to find my niche in life
where I could feel proud of being the best I could be.
being of service and feeling like I have
done a full day's work and done it well. I evaluate
my personal assets and... wham! I became a cab driver.
loss is the traveling folk's friend!