The first time I missed a target, I remember the way the office lights seemed to dim, as if the universe itself had reached out to adjust the brightness in silent judgment. The numbers on the screen didn’t change—they never …
professional growth
The first time I missed a sales target, I remember the way the office lights seemed to dim, as if the universe itself had conspired to highlight my failure. The numbers on the spreadsheet glowed like accusatory eyes, cold and …
