Woke up this morning and checked my horoscope app like always. Saw that big headline screaming at me: Aries career tips for May 25! Figured I’d test-drive that cosmic advice since my job’s been blah lately. Grabbed my notebook – old school pen and paper vibe – ready to play guinea pig.
The Setup
First thing, brewed stupid-strong coffee while re-reading the predictions. Main highlights jumped out:
- Ditch passive mode (oof, called out my Zoom-lurker habits)
- Pitch wild ideas before lunch (my brain screamed “danger!”)
- Talk to someone wearing blue (weirdly specific but okay)
Morning Mayhem
Hopped on our 9am team call biting my tongue hard. Usually I’m that silent square on the grid. But horoscope guilt-tripped me – so when boss asked for feedback, my hand shot up like a spring-loaded trap. Blurted out “Actually I’ve got this dumb idea…” about simplifying client reports. Total silence. Then boss goes “Wait… that’s not dumb at all?” Felt like winning the lottery while free-falling.
Midday Mission
Remembered the “blue clothes” thing during lunch break. Spotted Dave from accounting in a navy polo in the break room. Normally I avoid Dave like expired milk – dude loves spreadsheets way too much. Marching over felt like walking the plank. Asked if accounting could prep reports earlier for my team. Dave’s eyes lit up like I’d asked him to Disneyland. Turns out he’d been begging for cross-department collab. Who knew?
Afternoon Surprise
Was mentally high-fiving myself when boss slacks me: “Your client report idea – prep a prototype ASAP. Leadership wants it Friday.” Panic-sweat activated. Spent 3 hours cramming slides together, stealing stock images like a digital raccoon. Sent it off feeling naked. Boss replies 20mins later: “This is gold. Sending you to pitch it next week.” Jaw actually dropped. My crappy PPT? Seriously?
Endgame
Clock hits 6pm. Leaned back realizing that horoscope bullshit? Kinda worked today. Normally I’d be scrolling TikTok feeling stuck. Instead I’m:
- Presenting to execs next Tuesday
- Suddenly BFFs with spreadsheet Dave
- Actually excited about work? Weirdest timeline
Moral of the story? Sometimes cosmic algorithms beat your imposter syndrome. Gonna buy lottery tickets tomorrow – stars seem aligned.
