You wake up abruptly to the sound of your alarm blaring at 8:30 AM. Panic sets in as you realize your big presentation at work starts in 30 minutes.
What do you do?
[[Grab a quick breakfast.]]
[[Skip breakfast and run out the door.]]You rush to the kitchen and throw together a quick bowl of cereal. Halfway through, you spill milk all over your clean shirt. Lucky you.
Do you:
[[Change your shirt quickly and risk missing the bus.]]
[[Leave the house with the milk stain and hope no one notices.]]You bolt out of the door, shoes untied and hair still a mess. As you sprint to the bus stop, you realize you left your laptop bag at home.
Do you:
[[Run back to grab the bag.]]
[[Keep going and hope you can improvise the presentation.]]You dash back to your wardrobe, grab a clean shirt, and throw it on. By the time you leave the house, the bus has already pulled away.
Do you:
[[Call a uber to save time.]]
[[Run after the bus, waving frantically.]]You'll get to the bus stop just in time. Everything will be fine.
As a slight sense of relief washes over you, you realise that the woman next to you is staring at your stained shirt with a pitying look. Panic takes over your body again. At the same moment, you remember that the CEO of the company is also going to attend your presentation. Just as the bus turns to the stop, [[you decide to run back to change into a fresh shirt.]]You run back home, grab your laptop bag, and sprint out the door again. By the time you leave the house, the bus has already pulled away..
Do you:
[[Call a uber to save time.]]
[[Run after the bus, waving frantically.]]You sit, nervous from the rush and your stomach churning with hunger, anxiety begins to take over your body.
Suddenly, you start to feel like you can't even remember your own name. What was my presentation even about? [[An overwhelming panic takes over your body.]]The bus pulls away, and without thinking, you sprint after it like a person possessed. Your legs burn as you push yourself harder.
People on the sidewalk stop and stare, their expressions ranging from amused to confused. One kid even cheers you on.
You wave like crazy, hoping the driver will notice. Miraculously, the bus slows down at the next traffic lights and driver lets you in.
"I had to reward that level of commitment, I feel like you weren't going to stop." she smirks.
"Thank you" you gasp, staggering inside.
Do you:
[[Take a seat, heart racing, and try to catch your breath.]]
[[Stand near the door, too embarrassed to move further inside.]]You feel it.
It rises slowly but inexorably from your throat.
Tears of fear rise to the corners of your eyes.
There's nothing you can do about it.
You question all your choices.
Now it's happening.
You throw up.
Violently and loudly.
The hot noodle soup you ate last night flies around the seats and the terrified people nearby.
The entire bus stares in horror and is speechless at your performance.
The driver stops the vehicle and runs to you, screaming. You can get off at the next stop, but you must pay to clean up the whole bus. Needless to say, you will not survive to your presentation. Your entire job is at risk.After you get back to the bus stop, you realize that left your laptop bag on the kitchen counter. This can't be happening. You're already so late that you decide to keep going and hope that you can improvise the presentation. [[You manage to catch the next bus.]]You collapse into a seat, heart racing from the chaos. Without warning, a wave of anxiety grips you tight.
Your mind blanks — even your own name starts to slipping from reach. What was the presentation even about again? [[An overwhelming panic takes over your body.]]The clock is ticking, and desperation sets in. You fumble with your phone, hands shaking, and finally manage to order the uber.
Minutes feel like hours as you pace by the curb, glancing down the empty street. Just when you're about to lose hope, your rescuer arrives.
The driver flashes a grin. "In a hurry, huh?"
You nod frantically. "To this address — fast!"
The taxi weaves through traffic like you're on action movie. Your heart pounds with every sharp turn. Miraculously, you see your office building come into view.
Do you:
[[Thank the driver politely and rush inside.]]
[[Tip the driver generously, feeling grateful for the rescue.]]You bolt into the office building, barely making it to the meeting room just in time. All eyes are on you as you catch your breath.
Surprisingly, your adrenaline fuels you, and words flow effortlessly. By the end, your boss even nods in approval.
You nailed it—despite the chaos.The driver grins as you hand over the tip. "Thanks, and good luck!" You bolt into the office building, barely making it to the meeting room just in time. All eyes are on you as you catch your breath.
Surprisingly, your adrenaline fuels you, and words flow effortlessly. By the end, your boss even nods in approval.
You nailed it—despite the chaos.You manage to steady yourself just before stepping up to present. Somehow, the chaotic morning has cleared your mind.
Your presentation is confident, sharp, and even a little witty. Colleagues whisper praises as you step down from the podium.
You nailed it—despite the mess.Shame, stress, anxiety and excessive running all hit at the same time. Without warning, a wave of anxiety grips you tight.
Your mind blanks — even your own name starts to slipping from reach. What was the presentation even about again? [[An overwhelming panic takes over your body.]]