I was born in Warsaw, Poland but the last 16 years I spent either in Ireland or traveling the world…

When my grandma asked me who I want to be I said: I want to sell flowers… Few years later when my dad asked me who I want to be I said: I  want to be a businesswoman. I was 10! 

Within 3 days from passing my leaving cert I moved back to Warsaw. I dressed up in my best suit and crossed the door of the recruitment agency looking for a summer job. The receptionist scanned my look, gave a quick glampse at CV which other than looking pretty had I fake job on it and asked: ”Do you know how to transfer calls?” I said: Yes. ”Do you know how to manage Xero? I said: Yes. ”Can you start today?” I said: Yes!

Thats how I landed my first real job (if we do not count washing windows in bars when I brieftly moved out from home at the age of 16, or brushing floors in the shop at the age of 13) 

I was lucky. I thought! – The day I walked in to the recruitment office, the receptionist from the other branch quited with no notice. I was at the right place, at the right time… and I was prepared! For some reason I did not focus on the fact that’s someone just quitted on the spot, and that the lady hiring me did not really care about checking my background! 

October arrived – University time start. Full time university. I changed my schedule and was lucky as at work we made decision we need two shits. I took evening shift – was working from 2pm to 10pm. I had classes from 8am to 1pm.