I frantically googled “what does RFP stand for” as a bead of sweat rolled down my forehead. I had to get this right and sound like I knew what the hell I was talking about.
That was me 15 minutes before my interview with the hiring manager for my very first role in proposal operations. Talk about preparation.
A lot has happened in 10 years.
I landed that job. Maybe because I put on a great performance. Maybe because they were desperate. Probably a mix of both.
Either way, I was thrust into the federal RFP world. (I still think the proposal gods got a laugh out of that one: this jackass fluked her way into this profession, let’s see how she maneuvers multiple Department of Labor RFPs at once with no experience and very little training…ha!).
Over the years, I’ve found myself managing RFPs for various SaaS organizations – some of the most well-known companies in the HR tech industry. As I honed my skills, expanded my knowledge, and grew my expertise, I started helping transform the way the companies I supported approached proposal operations.
I went from simply managing proposals to offering best practices, mentoring junior team members, developing and implementing processes, providing thought leadership, and contributing to significant revenue generation.
Eventually, I began consulting on the side, then I launched Proposal Palace.
Think about that. I went from literally having no clue what managing an RFP meant to running a whole business managing RFPs. And being really f%&#ing good at it. Like *helping businesses win millions of dollars* good.
I’ve had a lot of help along the way. People took chances on me (Kathryn Kelly [may her genius, hilarious, one-of-a-kind soul rest in peace]), people mentored me (Nancy Chambers), people supported me (way too many to name).
But I also bet on myself. And all the help and mentorship and support – as grateful as I am for it – couldn’t have taken me to where I am without *me* believing in *me*.
What is it that you want out of life? What are you prepared to do to get it? I’m willing to wager you’re further along than I was 10 years ago scrambling last-minute to sound like I had half a brain on a job interview.
Where you are 10 years from now starts with the decisions you make today. Bet on yourself and let’s see where it takes you.