“You may call it networking Charlie, I call it fishing.” My wife was highlighting how much time I spent networking (6-8 hours per week.) Sue compared it to being a ‘golf widow’ or ‘fisherman’s wife.’ She had a point. I do enjoy the opportunity of meeting up with my regular group. We share so much, there’sContinue reading “Gone fishing …”
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What’s your excuse?
Hi Charlie. “Sorry, I’ve had a call from a client who needs to see me tomorrow morning, so I can’t make the meeting.” For as long as I’ve been networking, this is the ‘stand out’ explanation I’m offered when someone calls to opt-out. They’re faced with choosing to replace one appointment with another. They choose toContinue reading “What’s your excuse?”
Make them smile
George and I had been friends for over 30 years. I heard he wasn’t well so I made the call and you know, we picked up the conversation as if we were still in the same room. It was good to speak with him. I even had the chance of telling George how much I missedContinue reading “Make them smile”
Engaging
‘How many will be there, Charlie?’ Mari asked. ‘A good mix of men and women no doubt,’ I replied. ‘Oh great, I much prefer lots of people, it makes for better value. ‘I’ll see if I can make it.’ Came the reply. Contrary to the claims of the paid-for member-driven organisations … networking is not about how manyContinue reading “Engaging”
Sitting comfortably?
According to those who know …Airline passengers who prefer the aisle seat are business travellers, who like to sit at the front of the plane and get off quickly. The people who prefer the window seat are leisure travellers, and so generally less valuable to airlines. I do understand the above statement. People who hop onContinue reading “Sitting comfortably?”
Now, that’s an ice-breaker!
smile, it’s a great ice-breaker!
cultivating opportunity
engagement on purpose
so the saying goes …
qualification, clarification, support
Many hands …
who do you turn to for support?
Closer to home
I stepped out of the house and closed the door behind me, just as Andrew left the bus. It’d been a while since I’d seen him, he looked perplexed. Good morning Andrew, Good to see you, how are you? I called out. Andrew offered a smile and an outstretched hand as I approached. “Well, that’sContinue reading “Closer to home”