In high school I sat near a lot of really smart kids. I liked to think I was among that group, but my transcript said otherwise. At graduation their robes were decorated with colorful accolades. Mine was black. Plain black.
College was the same story. I shared a lab with some brilliant people. But while they created brilliant new things, I struggled to understand the examples in the text book.
Years later I spent a couple years applying to some of the best business graduate programs in the nation. It didn’t work out.
It seemed the world was trying to tell me something. I’m not cut out for greatness. I’m not ‘Exec-level’ material. My dreams of running a great company weren’t meant to be I guess. I’m destined to work for a great company, not create one.