One of my stepdaughters was in her early twenties when she gave us a great example of FAKE IT TILL YOU MAKE IT.
She had just graduated from college and was getting her job applications together. It was nearly 25 years ago, so computers weren't quite so ubiquitous and she needed help formatting and printing her resume (correspondence was often printed, placed in an envelope, and dropped in the US mail back then!).
She asked her father, always an early adopter and adept with computers, for help.
"I can type it up in Word for you," he told her, showing her the style he'd use.
"Great," she said. "I don't understand styles, and it would take me forever, and I need to get this in the mail soon."
He took her handwritten pages, sent her off, and went to work. A few minutes later, I heard him laughing.
"What's so funny?"
You've probably guessed by now. Under "SPECIAL SKILLS," the young woman had written "EXPERTISE WITH WORD SOFTWARE."
I don't remember if she got that job, but she's had several since then, and seems to do well. Somewhere along the way, she learned Word and a lot more about computers. The last time she was here she was showing her father how she can sync her wristwatch to her smartphone.
I still doubt I'd be able to pull off a "fake" like that. Not that I'm more honest than my stepdaughter, just more afraid of getting caught.