I used to sell shoes. Florsheim shoes. I thought I was pretty good at it. However, my mates used to say anyone could sell shoes when the shop is just outside the foyer of a Hilton Hotel. “What do you expect? If you’re going to sell fancy shoes, you’re in the perfect...
I had a coffee with a ‘comparer’ last week. Although busier than ever, he was bewildered by a response from a significant prospect. He had pitched an advice strategy that would have saved the prospect tens of thousands of dollars in the first twelve months...
For different reasons, all our kids left home once they finished school. The eldest, the family’s best writer, went west to Bathurst to study marketing. The determined actress left Australia to chase opportunities in Vancouver’s film industry. The quiet achiever and...
Know any Texans? If you have to think about it, the answer is probably no. These guys stand out. I’ve been there several times and have never met a timid one. In the early 1980s, I worked in a small Australian software firm founded by Bruce – a tall, lanky...
The old fisherman with the summertime job running the rusty merry-go-round on Terrigal Beach taught me how to rig my fishing lines. He reckoned there was only one fishing knot I’d ever need – the locked half-blood knot. While my mates say I’m wasting money...
I used to coach a guy I call Adviser Tony. Nice guy, experienced, founder of a successful advisory firm and well-respected in the advice industry. Tony once told me that when his clients ever squabbled about how they wanted to spend their retirement monies, he...
