I Left My Job to Run an AI Wrapper at Every

Today we launched v2 of Spiral, our tool to help you automate your repetitive creative work. In this edition of Source Code, our column about the inner workings of Every Studio, Spiral general manager Danny Aziz recounts his entrepreneurship journey from a childhood tinkering with technology in the UK to an established engineering career in New York—and then to taking the leap to Every.—Brandon Gell

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Two months ago, I chose chaos over comfort: I left behind a $200,000-plus salary at a well-regarded startup, and a decade's worth of hard-won professional pride, to build an AI wrapper at a bootstrapped media company.

The decision to build an AI wrapper might seem counterintuitive. After all, aren't there already countless AI tools flooding the market? But that's exactly what makes it compelling. Despite the AI hype cycle, real adoption is still in its infancy. Most people have only scratched the surface, maybe asking ChatGPT for a joke or two. The opportunity to help people actually integrate AI into their daily workflows, to solve real inefficiencies in their writing process, feels wide open. It’s an opportunity that, one way or another, I’ve been looking for for a long time.

I had a feeling about the kind of feedback I’d get from my family when I told them the news:

“You're going to struggle to find a job.” 

“You're going to struggle to find a wife.” 

These were the concerns I'd first heard from my family at age 17, when I chose not to go to university (aka college). My mum was the first in her family to pursue higher education, and my family were immigrants to the UK, with a typical immigrant’s respect for the value of security. All they wanted was what any family wants—for me to live a secure and happy life. 

I had already felt that I had disappointed them once when I didn't go to college. Ten years later, I was doubling down, once again choosing the road less traveled—and this time the stakes felt higher. I’d built a comfortable life. As a founding engineer at an exciting startup, I had everything I thought I wanted: a generous salary, the freedom to travel the world, and a home in what I consider to be the greatest city on Earth. The questions keeping me up at night weren't about finding a job, but about leaving one. Could I afford to start over? To be a beginner again? 

This decision felt different than deciding not to go to college. It wasn’t a rejection of what I’d built—it was a bet on what I could create next.

Every builder has their origin story—a moment when they chose uncertainty over stability, creation over preservation. Mine began with a gnawing sense that the paths I had been following, while lucrative and respectable, were no longer fulfilling. I wasn’t chasing a paycheck anymore; I was chasing purpose.

The seeds of curiosity 

I’ve always been a tinkerer. When I was a teenager, I spent my afternoons jailbreaking iPods for my classmates for £20 a pop. What started as a way to explore the limits of technology turned into my first taste of entrepreneurship. I wasn’t just playing around; I was solving problems and finding ways to make things better—or at least more interesting.

That curiosity followed me into programming. I wanted to learn how things worked and, eventually, how to create things myself. By 16, I was building websites for local businesses, and I learned about a lot more than just code—like how to navigate client expectations, decode vague requests like "make it good," and handle the delicate art of pricing my work. As a teenager dealing with business owners for the first time, I had to quickly master the subtle language of professional relationships. These weren't just technical projects; they were crash courses in entrepreneurship.

Around that time, I learned that a student from a neighboring school had sold his startup to Yahoo for $30 million. It was an eye-opening piece of news: There was this whole world of startups and tech entrepreneurship that I'd never known about. The fact that someone my age, just five minutes away, could build and sell a company showed me what was possible.

That possibility was enough for me to skip the traditional university route. At 17, a friend and I dove headfirst into building products, though reality quickly proved humbling. Our teenage attempts at startups—a booking app for barber shops, a search engine for clips inside YouTube, multiple Chrome extensions for making browsing Twitter easier—were exactly what you'd expect: ambitious, messy, and ultimately educational failures.