Joy thanked Danny and shared how Danny had been
made keeper of the rules. “A year ago he was what I call
a Corporate Zombie,” Joy explained. “Walking around
with no purpose and no life. You could have hit him over
the head with a sledge hammer and I don’t think he
would have noticed,” she laughed. “Now he’s keeper of
the rules and helping us move the bus forward,” she said
proudly.
Taking a big swig from a large bottle of water that sat
next to her seat, she turned her attention to George.
“Always remember that you are the driver of your
bus. It’s the most important of the rules because if you
don’t take responsibility for your life and control of your
bus then you can’t take it where you want to go. If you’re
not the driver, then you’ll always be at the whim of every-
one else’s travel plans.”
“But what about the support of others?” George
asked.
“Of course you can seek directions and advice
along the way, but remember it’s your bus and your
trip. We are all driving on each other’s bus but each one
of us has our own bus. The problem today,” Joy contin-
ued, “is that people feel like they have no say where
their bus is going or how it’s going to get there. Tell
them that stat about when the most people die, Marty,”
she directed as she looked in the rearview mirror at a
young twentysomething man sitting toward the back of
the bus.
He was dressed in a polo and khakis and had a
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