I spent four years on a factory floor in my twenties, holding a clipboard, being resented.
That’s where I learned two things that never left me. The process document is a work of fiction, every time. And the person who knows how the work actually happens is never in the meeting.
Trained as an industrial engineer. A decade inside a large logistics company after the factory, then three years running an internal AI program at a company big enough to have one. I left because I wanted to see the pattern across companies instead of the exception inside one.
Long walks, phone in a pocket, no headphones. No calls before ten. I keep a single grid notebook — the one sentence for every active engagement, and a running list titled things that were supposed to happen by now. I read it before every talk, to stay honest about prediction.