At sixteen, I stared at a bunch of numbers on a spreadsheet for my father's construction company and tried to grasp their true meaning. Nobody handed me a finance degree first. I learned it the hard way, with real money on the line, watching what happens when the numbers and the reality on the ground don't match.
That hunger for knowledge just kept following me around. Finance, formally, because I wanted the language for what I'd already been doing by instinct. Then logistics and supply chain, where I learned that a plan is really just a guess until a truck shows up three days late and you have to figure out what to do about it.
Then compliance at a company large enough that one missed detail could ripple through thousands of people I'd never meet, which teaches you a different kind of carefulness.
By the time I landed in startups, I'd stopped trying to pick a lane. I've worked my way through rev ops, customer success, finance, people operations, and essentially every business function. I once planned a team offsite down to pairing roommates by their sleep schedules and AC preferences because I genuinely cared for them. None of it was the plan. It's just what happens when you're someone who can't look at a moving part without wondering what it's connected to.
