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Baptism by fire

When I got my first Systems Administrator job I had no idea what I was doing. I lied on my resume.  I went to school for systems administration, but had no hands on experience. When I started working, I learned on the job figuring it out as I went along.  I called this process ' Baptism by Fire'.  I think my boss knew I didn't have a clue, but he gave me a shot anyway.   He'd give me tasks to do and then leave me to it to figure it out.  I always did, but it was stressful as hell learning as I flew by the seat of my pants every day.  I was with that company for five years and by the end, I couldn't have a day off without them calling me for help with something.  I became an invaluable employee and was very good at my job.  In the end, the company was sold and I ended up having to move on, but to this day that job was the best and most rewarding job I ever had.
Starting my new business is another process of baptism by fire.  I have no idea what I'm doing.  The site design is taking me much longer than it should because I'm re-learning everything as I go.  I don't have a clue how to setup an e-commerce site (my other business came with a ready made shop that was run by the company I sold for) and I feel like I may be in over my head. 
In the past few days I picked up three different beauty companies that I'll be selling for.  I signed on with a well known beauty company this morning.  I'm really excited, but I am ridiculously unqualified to do what I've pitched to the cosmetics companies.  If I pull this off it will be a real achievement. The thing is that not succeeding just isn't an option.  I'll figure it out because there is just no other alternative. How long it takes me to do it is a whole other story.
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Claire said…
You'll figure it out Erren. Best of luck with it. I hope it's a big success!
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