Celebrating Failure

A time I failed this past semester was at work. I was the only person on the floor from 4 to 5. I choose to be the only server working, because I thought it would be slow and I could handle it. Well, I was wrong and we became so busy I couldn't even keep up. I had close to thirteen tables at one point (we typically run with each server have four tables). I could hardly great everyone let alone run my food. Thankfully my manager helped and we got through it, but it was awful.

What I learned from this experience is that it's okay to ask for help. It's okay to be "in the weeds" and not know what to do. I recently watched a video on Facebook about this girl who's dad praised her for failing because that meant she tried. I think this is a great way to look at failure and that's how I am going to chose to look at my failures from now one. Just becauseI failed doesn't mean I did something wrong. It just means I tried, and I can try again to see if I can get a different outcome. This class has definitely pushed my outside of my comfort zone and I think that has helped me with failure. Pushing myself to work harder will help me fail less. Just like the image above, I think that in order to succeed, you have to fail.