“She’s so lucky, she’s a star.. but why did she cry..?”
The lyrics of that song is echoing in my head recently. In my office, every staff considered that I am the luckiest person in the office. I was new, I was a favourite, I could tackle all difficulties and I have good-good friends. What did I do wrong? Did I hurt them?
I knew some staff who had been working in my office for 10 years, but her career was not as fast as me – then she kept saying, that I am lucky. “You Just lucky. 99 percent lucky and 1 percent hard work.”
I kept everything down to earth, but I can’t hide my skill and ability. I can’t pretend that I could not give all my best.
Lucky is.. a ninety nine percent of sincere hard-working and one percent tears when people judge you from their point of view.
Thanks for all the good luck, God. : )