A couple of years ago I was at a conference and met a lady. Lets call her Lisa-Marie (not her real name).

She was a friendly woman who had a diverse  career working all around the world. We chatted about a range of things. Noticing the wedding band on her finger, I asked her what her husband did for a living. She casually replied, “Oh … he works with Google.”

Time stood still. I felt my heart quicken and my palms starting to sweat. I was one step away from meeting someone who actually worked for the company that everyone wanted to work for. A company whose brand had now become a verb – Google.  Boy o boy – this was seriously cool.

I pleaded with Lisa-Marie for an introduction to her husband, Elvis, also not his real name. After a tense 20 second interval Lisa-Marie gave me his email address. Wow – I could smell a wonderful meeting in the making.

Not wanting to appear to anxious or uncool I emailed Elvis a couple of days later saying we should “do lunch.” Given the wit and charm of my email I expected a reply in the affirmative within minutes.

19 days later the reply came. The answer was yes; Elvis would have lunch with me. However, owing to a tight schedule it would have to be when he got back from an overseas trip. No problem I was willing to wait for Elvis.

Tune into the next gripping post where I outline in immense detail my lunch with Elvis of Google.

Bye for now,

James

James Evangelidis

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