Built by a nephew,
for an uncle.

InventoryBoss didn't start in a boardroom or a venture-funded pitch deck. It started as a favor. My uncle Ryan owns McKenzie's Midtown Tavern in Phoenix — a neighborhood bar that's been pouring drinks since before I could legally walk into one. He'd been doing his liquor inventory the same way every bar does: counting bottles by hand at the end of the month, scribbling totals into a Google Doc, hoping the math worked out at tax time. After one too many sleepless nights with a clipboard, he sent me a text.

What started as a weekend project turned into a few hundred hours over months. We tore apart everything that didn't work — clipboards, spreadsheets, guessing what to reorder, calling distributors for invoices because nobody could find the paper one. Every feature inside InventoryBoss has a real moment behind it. The invoice scanner came from Ryan dropping a Crescent Crown invoice on the bar and saying, “I'm not typing this in.” The Kill Bottles flow came from a Sunday morning realization that nobody was tracking what got poured the night before. Real bar. Real problems. Real fixes.

Today, InventoryBoss is the same system Ryan runs at McKenzie's every shift — now open to any bar that wants it. Every screen, every alert, every shortcut was shaped behind a real bar by a real owner who had to live with it the next morning. That's why it works.