What do you think of when you think about networking? There's groups like ours that get together formally weekly, bi-weekly, monthly, quarterly, etc. to share ideas, learn each other's business goals, and introduce people we care about to those we trust. Then there's networking events sponsored by your local chamber or a local business looking for exposure. These are great opportunities to meet new people and to nurture business relationships but, is that all there is to networking?
I've never been one to approach friends and family to tell them about my latest greatest idea. Nothing wrong with that. It's just always made me uncomfortable. However, it seems to happen a lot lately that people I've known for 2, 3, or 5 years or maybe even since childhood ask me what I'm up to and when I tell them, their response is something like "I wish I'd know you were doing that." or "Gosh, I sure could've used your help last summer." You get my drift. It's okay and, in fact, important to let the people you know and care about know how you help people. Just don't "fire hose" them like if you can't even get your friends and family to buy you're going to give up on the business altogether.
But, what about some other ways to network? How about your morning "cup of joe"? Do you go to the same place every day? Now, here's the kicker: Do you walk in or go to the drive-thru? If you said drive-thru, think about this. What if you took an extra 10 minutes and went inside every morning, relaxed, and drank that mocha latte out of nice ceramic mug instead of spilling it in your lap when the car in front of you slams on their brakes? Do you think maybe you might start some conversations with people who got used to seeing you day in and day out? You'll never know if you keep driving through.
Now, on to this morning and what prompted this post. A couple years back I decided to quit paying for haircuts. As a few people pointed out, it was kinda expensive for "no more hair than I've got." So I bought a pair of clippers and started doing it myself. Let me rephrase that. My girlfriend started cutting it for me under my watchful eye; however, she soon tired of me taking the clippers from her and touching up. So, we started doing it the other way. I'd go at it first. A #2 guide over the ears...a #3 guide for the rest of the sides...and then a #5 guide on top to make it look like I've got more than I really do. Then she comes in, inspects it, giggles sometimes and then starts hitting the places I missed altogether. Anyway, my clippers conked out and I was faced with a decision: Buy new ones and keep going through that routine or start paying for haircuts again. Well, I don't care how good a vacuum cleaner you've got. Cleaning up after a haircut is no picnic. At least that's what she told me.
So, I went to this neighborhood barber shop that opened back in the 20s. There's five stylists, a keg in the back room, and Sven and Ole' jokes flying all over the place. I forgot how much fun that could be. The girl that cut my hair pointed out a picture on the mirror of the business's first 4th generation customers. Two little boys whose family had been coming there since Great-Grandpa started back in the 20s. Anyway, as I was leaving, my stylist stopped me and asked for my business card to put on the bulletin board next to her station so, if she ran across anyone that should meet me, she'd have it handy. So there you go, unsolicited, I got what most of us are trying to accomplish through traditional networking. I think I'll go back only next time, I'll go in the afternoon since there's a keg in the back room.