Back in college, I had a friend named Joe. He was funny and smart and deep. And he wore Hawaiian shirts with mismatched print sleep pants, so even better. But from time to time Joe would do something incredibly stupid.
One time, after he told me the story of how something he had done had gone all to shit, I asked him, “what did you think was going to happen when you did this thing that quite predictably lead to a bad outcome?” (Because I’m super sensitive like that.)
He responded, “see, that’s the difference between you and me. You would have I thought it out. I just got an idea, thought of all the reasons it would work and went with it.”
Don’t be like Joe. Be like Rebecca. Think things through.