It was deep in the dog days of last summer, our funding situation at its grimmest. I lay awake every night gnawing and fretting over whether we really had product market fit or not.
But everything seemed to take *forever*. A week felt like a year. I didn't know if these bets would pay off or not. And we were running out of time.
That's when my brain caught a manager brain virus and snapped into stupid mode.
The team response was mild, which would have been a warning had I been listening rather than barreling on.
"What if -- hear me out -- what if you just made sure everyone was crystal clear on what they must do, and removed absolutely all blockers to getting it done? Why will adding anything more help?"
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He was right. Everyone knew the situation we were in. Everybody was already working their asses off and postponing vacations. They felt more ownership and responsibility than I could ever have asked. And I was going to "motivate" them with a game? Lol, sigh.
Any change you make imposes a cost. And any changes you make will take time to play out.
And from caring about the people you work with.
Fortunately the virus cleared before I could act on plan. Bracing honesty will cure most manager thought viruses. 👍