Meeting with Investor Part 3

I called BTLE’s cell and he answered. He was very attentive to me being at the door and immediately one of the doors opened. I saw a very pretty blond woman who is around my age, maybe younger. I’ll call her AFG for Amiably Focused Gatekeeper. I braced myself for whatever was to come, and convinced myself that none of this was creepy. I stepped inside the office.

The gray, cold, and fortified exterior became an interior office filled with books! That same office I had seen when I had parked my car. AFG introduced me to BTLE and I smiled. Imagine an eccentric, white haired man whose smile and energy is bigger than life. He told me that he had read the results of the personality test and that I was a 7, an Enthusiast. I smiled (I had gotten a copy of the report as well and knew that already). Given the conversation that he and I had had on the phone and having read over all of the Riso-Hudson Enneagram types, I told him that I thought he was a 7 also. He smiled, his eyes reading me, and affirmed that he was.

So we meet. BTLE completely got what I want to build, but unfortunately the amount of money I need to build it is not within his range. Having been turned down by other investors, I did not sink back in the chair. A no to me just means that I have to look further for the yes. I wondered if he read what was on my mind, the unwavering thought that I am not giving up; that I will make this happen! (Some days are very deflating and a lot tougher than others, but giving up is not am option for me).

BTLE did not end the meeting at the point. Instead he brought AFG to the meeting. She is an attorney who is (from first impression) focused and sharp. The three of us conversed for a while longer about the issues I have been addressing since December ’08: types of funding, employee VS independent contractors, attorneys, legal contracts, and types of compensation.

Then 12 o’clock arrived. As I ended the meeting, BTLE handed me two books and told me that they were a gift. One of them is The Innovator’s Solution. I told him I couldn’t take them and he asked me why I couldn’t. No real reason why I couldn't accept his gift, so I thanked him for the books. I told him how pleased I was to have met him (I really didn't want to leave and wanted to keep on talking) and he told me I was in his energy field.

All went well. I suppose. I have no earthly idea what this was all about or if it even means something other than just being another experience to add to my long list. But how it all transpired was bizarre, so much so that I am sure I will think about it for days.