Failing With Confidence.
I bombed a pitch
In 2013 I pitched to an audience for the first time. I was terrified that I would fail.
So I did.
When my name was called, I went up in front of 75 people, spouted some bullshit, and finished with my now timeless line: “Fuck…That was terrible… I’m Sorry”. Damn, I’m suave.
At that moment every ounce of confidence that I had built over the years was ripped away from me. I felt stupid. In my mind, I was stupid. I was shameful.
Yet the confidence surged back
I followed up with: “Everyone, it’s much better when I remember it.” The chuckles were weirdly invigorating.
People wanted me to succeed.
One of the judges said: “So, I have no idea what the hell you’re doing.” I responded with a flawless pitch, it was exactly what I wanted to say.
The words flowed out of me like something that flows, I don’t know, a babbling brook or something. The point is I pitched it. I pitched it well.
And I learned that I should use my fucking brain.
Instead of regurgitating a script, think. Remember a few key points, and then say what you know. Unless you’re into mindless babbling. In that case, memorize it.
And that no matter how badly you mess up, it’s probably salvageable
I could have just sat down and wallowed in my own pity, but I didn’t. I stood there feeling like an idiot and fixed it.
There will be failure, that’s unavoidable. It’s what you do in the face of failure that defines who you are. If you’re not willing to fail, you’ll never learn.
you’re not willing to fail, you’ll never learn. If you fail with confidence, you’ll emerge even more confident. ❤