The other night I was in a cab with a chatty Russian driver from Brooklyn, a fat guy with a baby face.
He didn’t shut up the entire time which was okay with me. When he got to my apartment building he turned to me and said, “My father had four rules to life. One, whatever you do, try your best everyday. Some days won’t work out–hell, some days I can hardly leave my house–but try your best. Number two, don’t pay attention to what other people say because who cares? So, there you have it.”
“What about the other two?” I said.
“Ah, I forget. I have it written down somewhere.” He shrugged. “What counts is this: Do your best everyday, disregard what they say.””
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