Negativity

Jeevan Sivasubramaniam Posted by Jeevan Sivasubramaniam, Managing Director, Editorial, Berrett-Koehler Publishers Inc.



A man was getting a haircut prior to a trip to Rome.
A man was getting a haircut prior to a trip to Rome. He mentioned the trip to the barber and mentioned that he was worried because he had just recovered from surgery and was not in peak physical condition just yet but was trying to stay positive.

"How're you getting there?" asked the barber. When the man responded, "By Alitalia airlines," the barber said, "They have lousy seating and your legs are going to swell up and you'll probably blow a vessel"

"So, where are you staying in Rome?" asked the barber. "We'll be at the downtown International Marriott," was the response, to which the barber made a face and said, "Oh my god, that place is a dump -- you're going to catch an infection or get some disease from mold on the walls."
 

"So, whatcha doing when you get there?"

The man sighed (because he knew what was coming regardless of what he said) and responded, "We're going to go to see the Vatican and possibly see the Pope."

"That's rich," laughed the barber. "You and a million other people trying to see him. You'll be at the back of St Peter's Square and probably get knocked down by the crowds and break a hip. Boy, good luck on this lousy trip of yours. You're going to need it."

A month later, the man again came in for his regular haircut. The barber asked him about his trip to Rome.

"It was wonderful," explained the man. "The airline was overbooked so  they bumped us up to first class, so I had all the legroom I needed -- I slept like a baby most of the way there. And the hotel was great! They'd just finished a $25 million remodeling job and now it's the finest hotel in the city. They, too, were overbooked, so they apologized and gave us the presidential suite at no extra charge!"

"Well," muttered the barber, "I know you didn't get to see the Pope."

"Actually, we were quite lucky, for as we toured the Vatican, a Swiss Guard tapped me on the shoulder and explained that the Pope likes to personally meet some of the visitors, and if I'd be so kind as to step into his private room and wait, the pope would personally greet me. Sure enough, five minutes later the Pope walked through the door and shook my hand! I knelt down as he spoke a few words to me."

"Really?" asked the Barber. "What'd he say?"

He said, "Where'd you get that crappy haircut?"



Moral of the Story: All the negativity you put out into the world inevitably comes back to you.