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I’ll admit, when I first walked into college I had a pretty big ego when it came to programming. You see, I was from a small town where not many other kids were into the whole computer gig, and so by default, I was the most knowledgeable kid in town. I walked into school with this same opinion of myself, and boy did it come crashing down fast. The first week of school my head was swimming with so much programming language that I could barely hold a normal conversation without dropping in some coding language. Fortunately this worked with other kids in my class, unfortunately it was about as attractive to the women in my school as having multiple sets of ears.

It wasn’t until I started to learn more, and settle into the groove of school that I managed to relax a bit, but it was weighing heavy in my mind that I knew nearly nothing compared to everyone else in class. For every barely passing mark I got, there was a whole host of people acing their tests and midterms. I thought I was dangerously close to being flunked out a few times, but thankfully I had the support of other classmates, and friends that I had made in my short tenure there, that I had a resource to fall back on when things got too out of hand. It’s easy to be humble when you have no idea what’s going on half the time.

By the time I made it into my second year, home PC’s were really starting to become popular, and all of a sudden, so was I. Mind you everyone in my class was, and that was purely due to the fact that all of a sudden the weird kids who went into building 12 became “those guys who know everything about computers”. Everyone from the popular kids to the ones hiding under the bleachers during lunch were coming up to us with questions, asking favors, and trying to get us to essentially run their computers for them. It was a pretty sweet gig mind you, we had a few with well off parents who were willing to pay for our time.

This trend continued right up until I graduated as over the next couple years computers just became more complicated, and required more finesse to work the way we wanted them to. Myself and some other classmates who did a fair bit of work for local kids and parents managed to make quite a name for ourselves that first couple years, and actually gave us the platform on which to build what would be our future business, not that it was an immediate success but everyone starts somewhere. There were still a few other things that I apparently needed to finish up with life before I made my way to the superstar status that is a computer programmer, or rather, the barely above starving artist status as the case may be.


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