So there’s this old career horoscope thing for Virgos back in October 2015 I stumbled on. Figured why not, right? Waste a Tuesday afternoon, see what the stars think I should do at work. Grabbed a notebook, printed the darn thing out, and just dived in headfirst. No plan, all chaos – typical me trying to be organized.
The Initial Skepticism Phase
Started reading it. Felt like pure nonsense at first. “Tidy your workspace,” it said. Okay, Captain Obvious. My desk looked like a paperwork bomb exploded. But alright, fine. Next weekend, spent three freaking hours sorting files, recycling old notes, wiping down the monitor stand. Felt stupid, but hey, less junk in my face.
Actually Trying Some Stuff
The horoscope went on about “meticulous planning” for the month. Usually, I just wing it week by week. So I sat down, coffee lukewarm by now, and listed every single thing I needed to finish in October. Projects, reports, meetings – the whole circus. Wrote deadlines in red ink, felt like a teacher grading myself. Made this color-coded spreadsheet chart thing. Ugly as sin, but it worked.
Mid-month came the real curveball. It pushed networking hard. “Reach out, build bridges,” it chirped. Networking feels like forced small talk at a funeral to me. Did it anyway. Forced myself to chat with Sarah from Marketing over stale coffee. Talked about spreadsheets mostly. Turned out she needed data for something, I had it handy. Boom. Instant “connection.” The stars might’ve been onto something. Who knew.
When The “Advice” Missed The Mark
But then, pure horoscope madness. Said I should “seek mentorship from a visionary leader.” Only “visionary” near my cubicle was Bill from Accounting, whose big vision was lunch. Tried it anyway. Cornered him near the copier. Awkward silence, then copier jammed. We spent twenty minutes fighting paper. Zero mentorship. Absolute cosmic fail. My notebook got a big, angry scribble that day.
The End-of-Month Reality Check
October rolled to an end. That spreadsheet? Half-green ticks, half-blood-red blanks. Some stuff nailed, others totally bombed. The networking thing actually paid off weirdly well. But the “visionary mentor” hunt? Total dud. Stars got that one dead wrong.
Did I feel like some perfectly planned Virgo superstar? Nah. Desk stayed clean for maybe three days. But focusing hard at the start and that forced chat did help push stuff forward. Less firefighting, less feeling buried alive by Friday. Maybe 40% of the horoscope stuff landed. Tossed the printout end of month. Kept the ugly spreadsheet method though. Stars can shut up, but grids get crap done.
