Instruction List Followed. Google Consulted. Ego Corrected.

I recently started a new job where every task comes with an instruction list.

Miss one detail?
And rejections are what you get as reward points.

The problem was mathematical, which I could not figure out. And working remotely made it more challenging.
I then did what any rational mind does: I blamed the software, the trainers, and all.

Then I did what a modern professional does.
I Googled it on my laptop.
Then I Googled it on my phone.
Then I Googled it with my feelings.
Search after search.
Tab after tab.
Still wrong.
Wow. Google has fallen.

Finally, I brought it up with an expert.
She spotted the error in seconds.
And that's when the humbling realization hit me
Google wasn’t wrong.
I was.

Turns out, sometimes the problem isn't the search engine, the system, the remote setup, or the tabs.
Sometimes the user just needs better firmware for their brain.

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