Day 18: The Business of Cards


I’m getting used to this networking thing. A couple of years ago and you’d find me hiding behind my phone not wanting to talk to anyone. But today, while I’m still not pushy, I had conversations with a about a third of the room (it wasn’t a very large room), and handed out my business card with those I spoke to so we could connect on LinkedIn.
Are business cards becoming old hat? I ask because I’ve noticed recently that people are beginning to not have them (some don’t take them either). Instead the conversation goes like this:
Them: What you do sounds interesting. Do you have a business card?
Me: Sure
Then I rummage in my bag which has too many compartments, so it takes a moment.
Me: Ah! Here it is!
I hand it to them and
Can I have your business card?
Them: I don’t have any, I’ll connect with you on LinkedIn

Or it could go like this

Them: Do you have a business card?
Me: Sure
Then I rummage in my bag which has too many compartments, so it takes a moment.
Me: Ah! Here it is!
I hand it to them and
Them: I’ll just take a photo on my phone
Me: Oh OK. Can I have your business card?
Them: I don’t have any, I’ll connect with you on LinkedIn
To be fair they usually do connect with me on LinkedIn, in fact at a higher rate than those with whom I exchange business cards with the intention of connecting with by email. If I don’t do it in the first couple of days then I won’t so I make a point of adding them more or less by the end of the next day. (I’ve had a recent epiphany about my follow up which I will talk about in another post at another time.)
Earlier in my networking days, about 18 months ago when I was getting braver, I stood talking to 2 women – well 1 woman really, but the other, we’ll call the ‘hoverer’ was just hovering and not really engaging in our conversation. We got to that point and it went like this:
The woman I was talking to: Do you have a business card?
Me: Sure
Then I rummage in my bag which has too many compartments, so it takes a moment.
Me: Ah! Here it is!
And I handed it to her. But now the ‘hoverer’ is fully engaged and looking at me and it’s that should I offer her one or not? Does she want one or not (fully suspecting that she really doesn’t)?
Me(reluctantly): would you like a business card?
She says nothing, just takes it from me.
We three disperse.
Later before I go home I go the ladies. The ‘hoverer’ is in there washing her hands. We say goodnight and I go to a stall. I wash my hands and see a flash of green out of the corner of my eye.
It’s my business card.

In the dustbin.

 

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