Honestly evaluate the way you respond to crisis situations.
Are you happy with the way you react?
I do not respond to crises very well.
More or less, I operate like the Hindenburg. Everything’s cool, life is peachy. It’s smooth sailing up until the point stuff spontaneously combusts.
For reference, this is how I respond to a crisis:
1. Crisis happens.
2. I watch the mushroom cloud, awestruck, and get hit by the resulting sonic boom.
3. I sit there, stupefied for a moment. Enter Hoshit Face.
4. I survey the train wreck. Sometimes I say, “Call off the search guys, there are no survivors.” I start being creative with swear words.
5. There are a couple of panic-stricken emails, late night phone calls, and texts. Scramble to regroup, ask for help where needed.
6. After a mini nuclear meltdown, I get to planning. What’s Plan B? C? D?
7. After many cancer sticks, cups of coffee, and inventive swearwords, I get cracking.
The ideal crisis response would be 1. Crisis happens, then 7. I get cracking, right? So no, I am not happy about how I react.
1. Writing prompt from The Daily Post.