Why We Need the Fire Drill
The terminal and the truth
There is a moment in the lifecycle of every high-growth, high-pressure tech startup (and frankly, every career) that defines everything that comes after. It’s not the moment the term sheet is signed, or the product launches successfully. It’s the moment the whole system fails.
I’m talking about the 3 AM, P1, “whoopsie it’s not working,” outage call. The launch that went sideways (the one you couldn’t fix with an apology blog post). The grueling six-month sprint that ended in a pivot, with all that hard-won code thrown onto the digital scrap heap.
In these moments, something fascinating and vital happens to the human organization. The hierarchy dissolves. The titles (CTO, VP of Product, Senior Engineer) become meaningless noise. You are reduced to a collection of tired, caffeinated human beings staring at the same console, struggling against a shared, immediate adversary (usually a configuration error, or a memory leak).
This is when the real team emerges.
The shared struggle, the exhaustion, the pressure? It all strips away the carefully constructed professional armor. The founder who usually talks about disruption is suddenly just a worried person trying to manage external communication. The quiet infrastructure specialist who rarely speaks up is suddenly the central nervous system, calmly diagnosing the problem. You are all equally vulnerable to failure, and equally dependent on each other for success.
This concept of shared adversity as a humanizing force is not new. We’ve seen it throughout the history of technology. Think about the early days of the commercial internet (long before we had Mosaic to make things pretty). The challenges of connectivity, the limitations of bandwidth (dial-up was a true test of patience, wasn’t it?), and the sheer novelty of decentralized communication meant that everything felt like a monumental effort.
But it was that shared struggle against limitation that forged the early bonds of the online community. They weren’t just building networks; they were building culture out of necessity and common frustration.
In the startup world today, we often mistake success for smooth operation. We celebrate the frictionless user experience, the perfectly executed deployment, the clean exit. But true empathy, the kind that underpins resilient organizations, isn’t built in the sunshine. It’s forged in the fire.
Adversity, whether it’s a critical production bug or a major market downturn, is the universal human connector. It reminds us that everyone on the team (from the engineer dealing with the database deadlock to the person making coffee, bless them) is capable of vulnerability, mistakes, and, most importantly, extraordinary effort.
When you see a brilliant colleague break down at 4 AM because they feel responsible for the entire database cluster going offline (even though it was a vendor bug), that’s a moment of profound, painful humanity. When you step in to cover them, not because of a corporate policy, but because you know exactly what that dread feels like, you’ve established a connection stronger than any OKR.
We spend so much time optimizing our tools and minimizing our failures. Maybe we should instead learn to leverage the adversity. Recognize the fire drill not as a disaster to be forgotten, but as a crucible that reveals the essential, imperfect humanity we all share. Because acknowledging our common struggle is the first step toward genuine, disruptive empathy.
How has shared adversity (a massive, messy failure) actually improved your team’s cohesion? I’m interested in hearing about those 3 AM moments that ended up defining your success.
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