Then a fund called. They were rolling up companies in his space, they said, and his was exactly the kind of business they wanted to build around. Flattering on its own. But the part that got him was quieter than flattery. He started thinking about all the things he'd been putting off — the expansion he kept tabling, the hire he couldn't quite justify, the product line that was always next year's problem. Well, he thought, if I had real money behind me, maybe I'd finally do some of that.
So he took the meeting. In person. They were good — warm, sharp, genuinely curious about how he'd built the thing. He walked them through his margins, his biggest accounts, the operational tricks that made his numbers work. He left feeling like he'd been seen.
He came away with nothing. No offer, no follow-up that went anywhere. What they came for, they got. He'd handed a sophisticated competitor-in-waiting a full picture of his business — and he'd done it because they made him feel special for an afternoon.