Today we’d like to introduce you to Tyra Johnson Brown.
Tyra, let’s start with your story. We’d love to hear how you got started and how the journey has been so far.
Secretly, I’ve always wanted to be in business for myself. Look up Type-A personality, and it’s likely that you will find me there.
Even with all that Type-A ambition and drive, I didn’t know where in the world to begin my life as an entrepreneur, nor which one of my many talents would actually turn a profit. So, I did what most have done; I went to college, earned a degree and sought employment — until I figured things out.
After obtaining a Bachelor degree in Business Management with a minor in Marketing, I gained considerable business experience through various positions in both corporate and high-end retail. In a span of 12 years, I held positions as a business administrator, executive assistant, marketing coordinator, team lead and office manager.
The Posh Organization, now a bustling virtual assistant staffing agency serving businesses across the nation, started out my initial local professional organizing venture. Who would have thought that my proclivity for organization would lead me to my passion to help others get organized?!
Let’s rewind to a few years ago when I was an office manager for a computer technology company. Sitting in a stuffy office all day, being micromanaged and monitored by a male chauvinist with a Napoleon complex, who subjected me to unethical business practices, I was forced to suck it up and work week in and week out to support my family. I just knew that this could not be my life!!!
Although I nearly dragged myself into the office every day for a year straight, I walked in with a smile and put my best effort into each dreadful task as required. Compliments of my hard work and dedication to the growth of the company, I received a Christmas bonus and promise of an increase come the New Year.
To my surprise, after the holiday on January 2nd, 2015 to be exact, I was called into the tiny conference room for a “meeting.” I was being let go. My supervisor apologized profusely and asked if I could provide support services as a consultant. It meant nothing to me at the time… all I could think about was this is the second time that I was being laid off in three years. Was it me? Was there something I was doing wrong? What was I going to tell my husband?