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The other day, I was at a networking event–nothing unusual, to be sure. Three life insurance brokers were there: competing for a seat at the table. The first stood up.
“I’m a life insurance broker. I help people create security, and feed them a lifeline into their futures. They can have peace of mind for their loved ones, and cash flow, too,” he said. Not bad, I thought. Generic, but eloquent.
A minute later, the second stood up, said her name, and pointed vaguely at the first. “I do what he does, only for a different company,” she said, amidst laughter.
The third took his turn. “I’m the exact same person as those other two, only I work for THIS company,” he said. More laughter. Now it was an in-joke. But my inner MarketSmith reeled.
Here was an opportunity to deliver a captivating pitch: to set oneself high above a visible throng. A commercial well delivered is candy for the listener…and frankly, butter for the wallet. But what had just happened?
Broker no. 2 identified herself as a commodity–no more skilled or sensible than a hammer, a fork, a doorknob.
Broker no. 3 took this further. He admitted to a factory seal–without warranty. Who’s going to hire him?
Even commoditized businesses need to humanize themselves. Some of the most fun I’ve had all year is mesmerizing a packed room with a speech ghostwritten for an electrician. Turns out what he does isn’t a commodity at all: it’s intricate, precise, perfectionist.
You’re not a doorknob, silly. You’re the bomb. But you owe us an explanation. If it’s not your forte, well then give us a ring.
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