Hugo… remember him? He comes by my desk, sees me and my bloodshot eyes staring down at a SQL query and says, "Hey man - can I show you something really quick before I get out of here for the weekend?" ![]() I lost one co-worker to a new offer, got two consultants to help, but obviously ramp up time is hard when you are already slammed. You know that feeling of letting people you respect down? It is the WORST! I was about to drive myself up a wall if I kept pushing as hard as I was.Ī month goes by of the same. I was already falling behind. I was putting the hours in, I happy was doing it, and although I was getting better, faster, and more efficient each month. It was not enough. Even then I have learned that you can have so much and still not keep up. I was respected, liked for my passionate+silly+obsessive-ness, got to work on important top-line impacting work, and had a fantastic team all around me that made me feel whole, but even then. I was slogging away because the reward for me was infinitely more. you don't get that." With all the highest respect in the universe… he MEMORIZED ALL THE NUMBERS! But he saw my disbelief and literally reached onto his bookshelf and pulled out a deck from last year and then the one he had nearby for this year and proceeds to point out "If you divide this year by last year. I realized later when I was working with him on a new chart and he saw a number, cocked his head, smiled (in order to not pop my huge head that I was even in his office) but with 100% confidence and said "It's wrong mate" as if I was going to question it. He was an extremely disciplined leader, notorious for carrying around a 2-inch stack of printed PowerPoint slide decks with every number and chart related to his supply chain. I was the person responsible for those numbers and charts. Every. Single. Month. I happened to have had the VP of the Global Supply Chain take a liking to me and my obsession with data and numbers, my charm (c'mon admit it!), and my ability to work twenty hours straight.A place that has changed the fabric of what it means to be an athlete. ![]()
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