Life things; sometimes they just don’t go to plan.

Dear 25 year old me,

What happens when you fall off the horse? That’s right zoolander, you simply get back on it! Yes, you naughtily skipped last week’s blog post because you got distracted working on other things, even though you had made a promise to stick to Wednesday blog post day. Keep reading this…

Putting a price tag on…you.

Dear 25 year old me,

Today we’re thinking about value. Putting a price on you and what you can offer is tough.

You know that you – and in the same analogy, your business – have a great deal to offer. How though, does one put a fair price tag on this? Are your expectations too high? Or is what you’re settling on too low? Keep reading this…

Leaving the road most travelled

Dear 25 year old me,

When you start out in the industry, there are no surprises that you’re brimming with enthusiasm – uncontainable excitement about the future and how you’re going to make a huge difference. It’s not uncommon at all. I see a similar genuine giddy-ness in the students and interns that I meet. Keep reading this…

Small team, big personalities

Dear 25 year old me,

When running a small business, the one single most important thing is… drum roll… the people.

You’ve hired a group of amazing team members, each with different strengths, each a great fit with the company culture.

How do you keep them motivated? What are their drivers? How do you make them feel valued? How do you keep them inspired? Keep reading this…

Big fish, little fish

Dear 25 year old me,

Let me tell you about a crucial career decision that you’ll need to make. There will be a crossroads where you inevitably must decide whether you want to be part of a small business or move into the big corporate world.

You think long and hard about the pros and cons.

The corporate world with those sky high ladders to climb, more minds to learn from, perhaps greater opportunity for career growth. I know you’re ambitious and dream big so this could be a great union. Keep reading this…