A couple months ago I made a spreadsheet called “Friends.”
I listed all the people I wanted to spend time and put them in a spreadsheet. I still feel dirty about it.
The truth is, it solved a problem that was becoming a larger and larger issue for me last year. My friends were becoming a victim of my inability to keep up with the intense networking system in NY.
To set the stage here, there’s all sorts of funny stuff going on.
- Personally I’ve been tricked into interviewing for jobs or “wined and dined” in hopes I would be willing to pick up a contract gig at a cheap price.
- A friend recently told me that he couldn’t trust the advice of a mentor because he didn’t know if he was using him to orchestrate his uprising as an industry figure.
- Another friend who is more interested in the food he’s eating than the people he meets, but feels it’s his responsibility to continue networking.
- I’ve been given advice “do this favor” so that this person owes you something in return.
Personally I’m not interested in playing this game.
