I started with a pack of 500 twelve months ago, so I’m reckoning I’ve met a lot of interesting people since then. Some of those cards sit forlorn in people’s desks and folders, many are probably in the bin but one or two have created a connection. A chance to work with someone who shares our ideals or who can benefit from our services. Someone we can help or who can help us. Or maybe, as a friend put it, I’m just a networking slut?

In this age of email, LinkedIn, Facebook and Plaxo, it’s amazing that business cards even have a place any more. But that little 8×5 card has a physical presence that is a lot more difficult to ignore than a transient stream of electrons.

I’d better go order some more…