Permission To Fail
One thing that has always bothered me ever since I began my career as an adult is how much people overreact when mistakes are made. You can do your job absolutely perfectly, but you make one tiny slip up and the next thing you know you have your boss expecting a phone call to explain yourself as if you’re five years old.
The size of the mistake is irrelevant. It doesn’t matter if it’s something as simple as you forgetting to take out some trash; if you forget, you may as well have spit directly into the face of God. I always wonder what’s beneath this obsessive need to never make a mistake?
My best guess is that it reflects poorly on the superior if one of their underlings screws up. They take it as personal failing in such a way that it’s basically as if they failed themselves. They feel they have lost control and maybe fear punishment themselves from their own boss. But at the end of the day, we’re all flawed and imperfect human beings.
If we do not have permission to fail, then we do not truly have permission to live.