keep your eyes open for caviar. Closing your eyes is easy after extended shit-eating. This surrender can prove useful in a sea of people with inflated egos who are unwilling to perform tasks “beneath me.” Like a good Hufflepuff, you’ll do as told and win favor.
But again, you must not let this favor blind you from the caviar. Your role demands that you eat shit, not that you exclusively eat shit. With patience, attention, and good luck, you’ll notice high-level tasks that need doing. They may not be on anyone’s task list. Problems so intractible they no longer feel like problems but elements of a tenable status quo. Or challenges outside of explicit job descriptions, so nobody confronts them.Or stuff that is being completed with passable quality when excellence, excellence you happen to be capable of providing, would materially shift outcomes.
Clear eyes, full hearts, can’t lose.