Yesterday, I kind of screwed up with my work. It wasn’t a major mistake, probably an easy one to make, but I still screwed up. No one was angry with me, no one chewed me out, nothing like that. They just let me know a correction needed to be made, they’d made it, and if there was an issue with how they did it to let them know.
In fact, the only person who was upset was me.
You see, I don’t do well with mistakes. At least, I don’t do well with my mistakes. I tend to try to be understanding of others and their mistakes, but I somehow don’t do well with my own.
Why is that?
Because I believe in trying to master everything.Continue reading “Master Everything”