
A pint with Jimothy: on fear, ego, and hiring smarter
☕️ We started with coffee, like most chats do. Black for me, cappuccino for Jimothy (he actually prefers Jim, or James). Corner terrace, Singelgracht. One of those confusing Amsterdam afternoons where the sky can’t decide – sunlight breaks through the clouds, then ducks back behind them. Just long enough to let a few leaves blow across the wet stone. Jim’s good at what he does. Senior technical manager at a mid-sized SaaS company. Knows the systems, understands the roadmap, has decent rapport with his engineers. But somewhere between the first sip and the second, he leans in and says quietly: ...






