Picture this: a kid who dodged tech like it owed her money, now running social feeds for an AI driven agency. If someone pitched that plot to my younger self, she would have snorted coffee out her nose and demanded proof. Yet here I sit, posting about algorithms and loving parts of it. Life twists in funny ways.
Family pulled me into work early. As the eldest, finances felt like my quiet job, no fanfare attached. Started in BPO, mastering calm chats during marathon shifts, fueled by caffeine and grit. Moved to international banks next, where structure sharpened my focus and kept meals on the table.
Pandemic shook loose old rules. Office chains snapped; remote work proved viable. I chased those gigs, weary but open. Freelancing followed, a zigzag through social management, dental admin, e-commerce tweaks. Each stint built skills on the fly, no blueprint required.
Tech never called to me growing up. Smartphones stayed basic in my hands, design apps looked alien, algorithms loomed large. Night shifts for clients drained me though, body lagging, mind flickering. Craved daylight hours.
One Facebook scroll changed course. An old colleague posted about a social media opening. Messaged her on impulse. She described a tech outfit handling websites, SEO, digital fixes. Heart skipped, but I interviewed.
Met Derek and Olwyn there. Warm, steady pair who handed me a three month part time shot. Proved myself, shifted full time. Quit nights at last. Pure relief.
Now I guide Opdee’s social presence. Team offers room to stretch, learn daily without snap judgments. Growth comes steady, fueled by curiosity over perfection.
Trajectories shift when you step up, doubts and all. Say yes, adapt, persist. Opdee shows how tech meets real people, turning feeds into connections that stick. My path proves it. Fresh chapters ahead.
