Sometimes we forget that one of the cheapest and most productive marketing tools we have is our business card. That little 2x3 slab of recycled paper is packed with a powerful punch- when we use our imagination. So here's my question for the day: Where is the strangest place you've left your card?
They say confession is good for the soul:
You might one day be standing at the King Soopers gas pump on Stetson and Powers and sure enough my mug is probably staring back at you tucked somewhere in a crack or crevice of the keypad.
On a return flight to Colorado Springs you may open the Skymall magazine only to find my smiling face staring back at you in hopes you are a corporate relo.
So where has your business card been and what is your strangest success story from leaving a card?