The line keeps moving and I'm always a beat behind, my hands fumbling the parts while everyone else settles into rhythm. At the end of the shift the inspector pulls two of mine for defects, and my face goes hot. I want to be the one who's fast and clean, and right now I'm neither.
More people experience this than they realize.
You're slower than the line and you keep making mistakes.
If this sounds familiar, the Library can help you find the bigger picture.