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When you work in finance and operations inside a creative company, you start noticing an interesting pattern, everyone around you speaks in ideas, colors, concepts, and punchlines… while you’re quietly wondering why an invoice number looks suspicious.

Most days, I feel like I walk between two worlds.
One side is full of strategy decks, design drafts, brainstorms, and “Wait, hear me out…” moments. The other side is numbers, follow-ups, Excel sheets, and a checklist that magically grows overnight.

And somewhere in the middle, I find my spot… balancing logic with chaos, spreadsheets with storytelling, and calculations with conversations. But the truth is, being around creative people changes you a little. You start observing more… Listening more. Noticing the tiny details that make a workplace feel alive.
You learn that a brand guideline can cause more panic than a financial audit.
You learn that “one small change” usually means “please redo the whole thing.”
You learn that ideas don’t come in order, but invoices definitely need to.

And over time, you realize something:
You don’t have to be a designer or a writer to have a voice here.
Everyone has something real to say, even if your day is filled with vendor calls, HR queries, and payment reminders.

For me, it’s this:
Working in ops has taught me to appreciate the background of things, the unglamorous parts that hold everything together.
Working in a creative space has taught me to appreciate the foreground: the vision, the spark, the madness.

Put together, it feels like watching a movie from inside the projector room.

You see how everything works.
You see how everything comes to life.
You see how everyone contributes in their own way—loudly or quietly.

And somewhere along the way, you find your own space too.
Not necessarily in the spotlight, but in the story.

 

Storyteller

Anjana Selvaraj

An EXCELlent nerd, wandering to creative worlds, I am curious about ideas, colors, insights, data, and all that numbers alone can’t capture.

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