There were eight of us in that classroom. Eighth grade. "Remedial science." A polite way of saying: these students don't get it. I remember staring at the poster on the wall - pictures of cells, diagrams of atoms - and feeling embarrassed. Everyone else seemed to understand this stuff. Why didn't I? The teacher would explain mitochondria - "the powerhouse of the cell" - and I'd just sit there. What does that even mean? I couldn't picture it. Couldn't visualize any of it. Biology was abstract....

Hey Reader, I used to check my bank account way too often. We'd finish client work, send the invoice, and then... I'd just wait. Checking QuickBooks every couple days to see if payment came through. Wondering if I needed to send another reminder. It wasn't just the waiting. It was the mental space it took up. I'm trying to work on forecasts for clients but I'm thinking about who still owes us money. I see the same thing with so many of the firm owners and consultants I talk to. Accountants,...

The client reached out and said, "Josh, our customer wants a discount. Can I still record the revenue on this deal?" Honestly? I wasn't really sure. My team didn't know either. And the client needed an answer fast. So I opened ChatGPT and explained the situation. Within two minutes, I had an answer. But I wasn't about to just copy and paste it... I mean, let's be real, ChatGPT probably hallucinated half of it. So I asked for the source. Then I actually read it. And there it was. The...