Life Doesn't Get Any Better
Life Doesn't Get Any BetterMmmmmm. Life just doesn't get any better than this!
My favourite restaurant is just a couple of streets away from the office. The food is absolutely beautiful and it's delivered by friendly waitresses. We've been there many, many times and love it.
Anyway, one of the waitresses is the chef/owner's 17 yo daughter. (Great Italian restaurant - Mum and Dad cook, daughter is the waitress). She attends the local High School and is involved with what's called Business Week.
'Business Week' is where the students develop their own business (in groups of 10) and have to come up with business and marketing plans, TV commercials, trade shows and the like.
For the last 4 years I've given a couple of speeches to the students - in one I talk about marketing, the other one is more business generally.
The Waitress Was In The Audience
Anyway, the waitress at our restaurant was in the audience (this was the same speech where I had about 100 teenage boys turn to look at my wife and wolf whistle her. She was a bit embarrassed!).
She told her mum that I was good at marketing. Mum spoke with me last night when we were at the restaurant and voila! I'll be doing some marketing for the restaurant.
Not my usual sort of marketing gig, but I don't care. Because I'll organise the deal like this:
- I provide marketing services.
- They provide me with food.
Leads Come From Unusual Places
The point of all that is that leads come from unusual places. Business is a matter of consistently putting yourself out in the marketplace in a variety of ways.
Cheers
Brendon

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