Flick of the Elbow
Guru
- Location
- Pentlands Edinburgh
I’ve been an imposter all my life. I’ve never felt qualified to ‘belong’ in anything that I’ve ever done.
I have known people who have a genuine high opionion of themselves
very few of them do not come under the category of "prat" - but I seem to be the only one that sees it
I had a pretty over inflated opinion of myself when I went to university. And I definitely fell into the category of "prat" back then. That didn't last long when I discovered that I was nowhere near as clever as I thought I was, and everyone else was suddenly way cleverer. I like to think that I've had a more realistic assessment ever since then.
Odd that @ebikeerwidnes cited sporting success as a benchmark for their friends. I was, and continued to be, completely unathletic and utterly useless at any kind of sport. It was one of the. great joys of leaving school that no one could ever try to force me to do that again. It was only years later that I discovered you were allowed to do physical exercise for fun even if you were rubbish.
I've drifted aimlessly through my career and unaccountably people have occasionally let me do interesting and (even more rarely) important things. I don't know why.
I remember sitting on the train on the way in to one job (possibly my favourite job) thinking "I can't believe they've let me loose to play with this stuff, I don't have a clue what I'm doing".
I became the acknowledged expert on a rather niche subject at that place. And why was I the expert? Because I had a long commute and spent my train journeys reading up on it and discovered that it was nowhere near as hard as everyone thought (I kept that to myself though).
This.
Get involved with some niche yet essential stuff that's not initially glamorous and you're sorted. Somehow my niche allowed me regular (but not too much) travel around the country and a couple of international jollies where I was just lucky to return with my liver intact.
I've drifted aimlessly through my career and unaccountably people have occasionally let me do interesting and (even more rarely) important things. I don't know why.
I remember sitting on the train on the way in to one job (possibly my favourite job) thinking "I can't believe they've let me loose to play with this stuff, I don't have a clue what I'm doing".
I became the acknowledged expert on a rather niche subject at that place. And why was I the expert? Because I had a long commute and spent my train journeys reading up on it and discovered that it was nowhere near as hard as everyone thought (I kept that to myself though).
So you got a chance and did the work to understand it. That's admirable.
I met many who thought getting the job was the end to making an effort, not the start.
After some early prattishness I learned to aim for quiet competence, where I could feel comfortable, rather than chasing promotion. That got me to an early comfortable retirement.
I suspect a lot of medical stuff is educated guesswork.
That’s why they call it a ‘medical opinion’ :-)