Every once in a while, life hands us a moment so small, so seemingly insignificant, that we barely notice it happening.
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Some of the best stories don’t start with a strategy. They start with a typo.
A number of years ago (when I was job hunting), I got a message from a recruiter I had been waiting to hear from. I was already in the mix for a role I was genuinely excited about. Someone had quietly passed along my name, and I knew the message was coming.
Then it arrived.
The message was warm, professional, and thoughtful. But it was addressed to someone else.
Not just the wrong name, but a very specific, unusual name. One I didn’t expect. So I did what anyone would do — I Googled it.
And I recognised her.
We weren’t friends. We hadn’t worked together. But we were connected in that loose, “I’ve seen her name around” kind of way.
I gently replied, clarified the mix-up, and confirmed my interest. The recruiter was lovely and quick to correct course. The process began.
What I didn’t mention — what I couldn’t mention at the time — was that I knew who my competition was. And I also knew she was local, while I wasn’t. In the country I live in, that can sometimes be the deciding factor. Language, cultural familiarity, unwritten codes of fit.
So yes — I was nervous.
But I kept that to myself, stayed focused, and moved through the process with everything I had.
And I got the job.
It felt incredible. Not just because I landed the role, but because I proved to myself that being an outsider doesn’t mean being out of the running.
Months later, another opportunity came across my radar at a company I had worked with before and trusted. As soon as I read the job description, she came to mind.
The woman from the email. The accidental name-drop.
We still weren’t close, but I reached out anyway. I told her about the role and asked if she’d be open to a quick chat. She said yes.
I made a warm intro.
She interviewed.
She got the job.
That moment didn’t help me directly. I didn’t need anything in return. I just thought of her. And decided to act on it.
There are a lot of people right now struggling to find meaningful work. Talented, capable humans who are one warm intro away from their next big break.
What if we all had a bit more of a “Wing Person” mindset? What if we paid attention, even when there’s nothing in it for us? What if we remembered that success isn’t a limited resource?
For anyone in this position — whether you’re the one being helped or not — karma comes around in the best ways possible.
We might just make the world a little bit easier to navigate.
One typo, one intro, one moment at a time.
#HumanConnection #CareerKarma #WingPeople #PayItForward #RightPlaceWrongName