The day I started my first adult job was one of the most stressful days of my life. To say I was overwhelmed would be an understatement. I felt lost, hopeless, like I was drowning in a sea of ineptitude. I was straight out of college where I had graduated top of my class, and I realized for the first time in a long time that I had no idea what I was doing. Like seriously, no idea.
I didn’t know how to use the phone (do you dial 9 and then 1? Or 1 and then 9?), the copy machine, or how to log into my email. I didn’t understand how to log my hours into the timekeeping system, how to set up my email signature, or how to reserve a meeting room. The list of things I didn’t know how to do was long and seemingly endless, and I felt crushed under the weight of it. How was I supposed to do this? Why did I think this was a good idea? I don’t have any idea what I’m doing. Continue reading