When I was a kid I looked forward to the day I would have my own card. For some strange reason I had the idea that once I obtained a business card I’d have credibility. I’d be respected and admired. They seemed prestigious.
I was too naïve at the time to realize that anybody could have a business card printed on their own declaring themselves to be what ever they desired. I believed all business cards were legitimate. You could look like a bum but if you handed me a business card stating you were the CEO of General Electric, I’d believe it and be impressed too.
By the time I was issued a business card of my own it wasn't what I expected. Nothing changed. My card didn’t have any of the oomph I imagined. No one went, “Ooooooh” with admiration as they looked over my card. Nor did they look back up at me with new found respect. Nope. All they did was take my card, give it the obligatory glance, and say, “Thanks,” before smushing it into their front pant’s pocket.
Just one week ago I got the idea to make my own card. I decided to keep it simple: no title, no business affiliation, just 100% me. Nothing to explain, live up to, justify, or pretend to be. Do I expect to hear, “Wow, this is great card!” when I hand it out? No, but if that happens I'm ready with the perfect response, "Thanks!"