A boy called Omar volunteered his group to run a bake sale to raise money for a class trip. On the day, it was chaos: nobody had decided who'd handle the money, two people had brought the same thing, there was no sign, and customers were drifting past confused. Omar had been treating it like a fun day, not a job to organise. Standing there watching coins not get collected and cakes not get sold, he realised the bit he'd skipped — the boring planning — was the bit that actually mattered. The trip money depended on this going well, and right now it wasn't. He could shrug and blame bad luck. Or he could grab a pen, sort out roles on the spot, and try to rescue it.