Spoiler alert: I donât One day I might feel like a business owner, but most of the time I feel like a guy just pretending to be one. Eventually, Iâll be found out. And thatâs fine. Itâll probably feel like being caught decades later after an art heist. Iâd been looking over my shoulder for so long, that eventually when Iâm caught, itâll feel like a relief. Until that day, however, Iâll continue to pretend like I am and just do my best. Except there was ONE time where I absolutely did feel like a business owner. A few months back, on the heels of a series of talks and another best-selling book, a friend of my wife asked her if Iâd be able to help with some marketing. Specifically, it was helping my wifeâs friendâs (name H.) husband - N. N. was older than me and in most peopleâs eyes, successful. Nice house, nice cars. His company even had a contract working with an EXTREMELY famous and large videogames company producing one of the banes of environmentalism - plastic video game toys. To me, a successful business owner had two traits. - They didnât seek clients, clients sought them. - They turned down work that just didnât click with them. And frankly, in my naivety, I looked up to and respected N. because he had nice things and the appearance of wealth and famous clients. I went to their house and we chatted for a while. He told me about his new business idea and how he needed help. Websites, marketing, ads etc. And, because he didnât know much about all this stuff, he brought his friend along to the meeting. His friend was just some guy who sometimes did art and graphic design work. I think he owned a music store in the town. âMike, this is going to be a £1 million business within a few years.â Immediately, after years of hearing old men tell me how successful they were and how big something would be, alarms bells started to ring and red flags started to raise. Something just feltâ¦off. And sure enough, during the conversation, they told me about their business and how brilliant it was. They also talked about all their success in their past businesses. So after boasting to me for about 20 minutes, getting his pork-pie-hat-wearing âguruâ friend to chip in, he asked me âso how much do you charge?â By this point, I was about to go on a book tour and speaking at multiple events around the world. I honestly thought this would be a meeting of like-minded business owners - not an opportunity for a wide-eyed âwet behind the earsâ kid to pitch to a more successful owner. You know that feeling when someone says or does something, and youâre like âhuhâ¦I see you in a totally new light. I think you might be a bit of a bellend.â? I replied to his question about how much I charge. âWell N. To be honest I donât even know if I want to take the work on yet. Itâs an unproven business, with a new business model. You donât have any sales and itâs a new venture for you in a new industryâ¦â He was genuinely flabbergasted. His mouth was wide open, shocked that this young upstart dared to even suggest that he might not be interested in working with him. Hell, this kid should be gushing at the opportunity to even PITCH to me! The nerve! I continued. âAt an absolute base minimum youâre probably looking at around £25,000. Thatâs the bare minimum.â His eyes widened. And now heâs quoting 25 grand for a project?! Who is this kid?! I could literally see him squirming in his chair. After some back and forth, he told me that Iâd need to prove that heâd get some value for £25K. âSorry N. I really came here out of a courtesy to Olivia and your wife (who I adore). Our team is in demand and I still havenât heard enough proof from you that your business is worth us working with. Iâm sorry if that sounds--â He cut me off and jumped up. Waving me outside. His mate, the music shop owner laughed. â25 thousand?! Are you joking?! I could do it for less than that?! You canât possibly think people will pay that, can you!?â I got in my car and left. Driving home, I called Olivia and told her the full story. âYeah that sounds like him. Iâve never liked him, but I never said anything because of how you looked up to him. I didnât want to taint your idea of him.â How awesome is my wife? âAnd besides, he wears a black chef's jacket when he works with his wife in their catering company.â âWhat?â I was confused. He ran several multi-million pound businesses. Where did he find the time to be a chef? If he was so wealthy and successful, why did he need to work with his wife? âHeâs not a chef.â Olivia continued. âHe just doesnât like the idea of people not thinking heâs important. Chefâs command respect so he wears chefâs whites (but black ones - chefâs blacks?)â That pretty much told me everything I needed to know. Funnily enough, years later I see him around the office. 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