We saw some friends last night (Christmas Eve Eve) and naturally discussed 2020, lockdown and the pandemic. This year I was both very right and very wrong about how things would play out.
On a Wednesday afternoon in mid-February, when there were only a handful of cases in Australia, I stood up at my desk and announced that I was going home and would be working from there until told otherwise. People thought I was overreacting, but two weeks later, our entire office of 1400 people were sent home and are yet to go back.
However, in April, I told multiple people that there was a less than 10% chance that I wouldn't be flying to New Zealand in August as planned. That of course didn't happen.
Telling those stories last night reminded me that you can be wrong and right and the reasons you are either may not be because of what you know.