There’s a line on my resume that says, “fire-juggler.”
It’s been quite a few years since my Dad dipped a club into some paraffin, sparked its tip to a flaming ball, and flicked it 15ft through the air at my head. But I’m pretty sure I could still return a couple before setting my hair on fire.
And it’s not like they can ask me to show them in the interview anyway.
Juggling is an overused metaphor for so many great reasons.
For starters, it’s not easy to keep your eye on several things at once.
We can certainly learn to juggle more, but that means being comfortable with dropping those balls a lot more.
Just speed up the rhythm until those flailing wrists are sending them sailing above your head with a 12345671234567123456712…
It doesn’t matter how good we get at juggling; eventually, we have to drop the ball.
It’s not how long we can juggle for that makes us great at juggling.
It’s how quickly we pick the balls up when they fall.