Expectations change how the same experience feels.
More quotesPower does not always arrive in a limousine. Sometimes it arrives on Teams with “Host” beside your name and five biscuits on a plate.
That is what makes this experiment delicious. Nobody became a dictator. One person was randomly called leader and promptly became likelier to take the spare cookie, chew noisily and decorate their shirt with crumbs. Give a human an inch of status and apparently the biscuit hierarchy sorts itself out.
We prefer stories of corruption with suitcases of cash because they let ordinary power off the hook. The everyday version is duller and therefore more dangerous. The senior person’s diary becomes sacred. Everyone else’s afternoon becomes movable. Their interruption is urgency; yours is poor discipline. Their pet idea gets “explored”. Yours needs a business case.
Then the feedback deteriorates. Yesterday, a stupid suggestion earned “that’s stupid”. Today it earns thoughtful faces, a follow-up chat without the boss and an email beginning “Just one small consideration…” Less contradiction feels uncannily like improved judgement.
I once heard a newly promoted manager say, “My door is always open,” from behind a door requiring two assistants and a calendar request. He probably meant it. That is the problem. Power rarely feels like power to the person enjoying it. It feels like other people finally becoming sensible.
Want a cheap diagnostic? Notice who speaks first, who can cancel at short notice, whose bad joke gets a second laugh and who takes biscuit number four.
Forget the leadership values poster. Watch the plate.