An old post from my website. I still work with this guy! He and others in their firm are doing a much better job of not "relying on the firm's reputation" for winning new business.

Immediately after the call
“I don’t think they believed me,” he said while we waited for the elevator to arrive. “What do you think?”
“I agree,” I said.
“Well, what would you do differently?”
The elevator arrived, we walked in, and punched “G” which triggered the doors to close.
“I wouldn’t do anything different. You did well.”
“But I didn’t get anything.” He blew air from his nose. “It’s just like always. I get an appointment, we have a nice conversation and nothing happens. You’re supposed to help, aren’t you? You’re the guru.” He let that hang while the doors opened to the garage. “What am I doing wrong?”
It's a great question. Boiling over with hundreds of assumptions and thousands of days of life experiences from a man who, from the outside, has everything going for him. Except a stable of new clients banging down the door to do business with him. His firm’s essential requirement for advancement. He is stressed.
“Let’s talk about this tomorrow. I have an idea that will work for you, but I don’t have time to go into it right now. How about I meet you early for coffee?” It sounds like a stall, and it is. I need to meet his managing partner for drinks, but announcing this might send him into a barricade at ninety miles and hour with no skid marks.
“Fine. I’ll meet you in the lobby at 6:30.”
Man, these guys get up early, I think.
The next day
He has coffee waiting for me at a window table, punctual as always. A serious look on his face. Someone not used to having problems that he can't solve on his own.
“What do you have for me?” Straight to the point.
I pull my notebook out and set it on the table. “First, let me ask you this. Was the woman we met yesterday, familiar with your firm?”
“Yes. Everyone knows us. That’s part of the problem as I see it. . .”
I held up a finger.
“Before we talk about that, I have one more question for you. Did she know you?”
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