The second day was devoted to examining business plans. Sasha really came out of the gate fast that
day, challenging Bosco on virtually every point he made. This was precisely what Bosco wanted. He knew that if he could win over the most vocal
skeptic in the class, the rest would follow.
It was a risky proposition though.
I had seen a couple of guys seated together during the first day who had
kept the their arms folded in front of them, occasionally whispering to one
another and shaking their heads. They
weren’t buying into it then and on the second morning they looked dubiously at
Bosco as he ran down a table of figures associated with the cost of a single
sale.
“Bosco, this is bullshit!” Sasha exclaimed angrily. “You’re saying that our cost per television
lead should be $100. My own tracking
shows that it’s more like $300, sometimes $400.
This may be a cheap game to play in Vermont and New Hampshire, but in
the rest of this country, advertising costs real money!”
“She’s right!” another member of the class piped up. “I’m paying about $250 a lead and most of
them aren’t worth a damn anyway.” This
guy had been silent throughout the entire first day, but now he was riled. Bosco looked at him. His name was Herb Vance and Bosco had known
him for a dozen years or so. Herb was
from Charleston, South Carolina. He was
bright, analytical, and completely oblivious as to how he’d set himself up as
the straight man for Bosco’s presentation that morning. He looked down at the notes he had been
taking and started to read from them. He
began with a sheet that Bosco had handed out that ranked the top DesignatedMarket Areas in the country. These DMAs
showed the markets where television viewers and radio listeners could get
similar broadcast content. This also
applied to newspaper coverage. Your DMA
was your whole world when it came to planning your advertising budget.
“You say that we should budget based on the cost per thousand
people. Well there are 320,000 people in
my DMA, which isn’t all that much compared to some of the other people
here. But, it’s still a hell of a lot
bigger than the size of your DMA in Vermont, Bosco. How can these numbers make any sense when
we’re all competing in such different markets?
It doesn’t make any sense!”
“Herb, I know you pretty well by now, right? And you’re no dummy. What surprises me though is why you and Sasha
are so concerned about the cost of a lead.
It might cost $100 in one market, $25 in another, or $1000 in another
and none of that makes any difference at all.”
He paused for a few seconds.
Everyone in the room was watching him, half of them convinced that Bosco
had finally lost his mind and that they were each out a pile of cash for coming
to this clearly useless seminar. You
could almost hear their minds grinding away on how they were going to get back
at Bosco for wasting their time and money.
But Bosco knew when to be silent and he also knew when to speak. He smiled, looked at Sasha and then at Herb.
“What you should really be thinking about is: What is the
cost of a sale?”
“It’s the same thing!” Herb objected.
“Oh yes?” Bosco said, rolling his eyes and grinning. He looked cartoonish when he did this and it
cracked up about half the people in the room.
“Now how do you figure that, Herb? You’re not taking into account all sorts of
other items like the cost of the product, the labor, all of your regular
overhead! By comparison, the lousy cost
of the lead isn’t that big of a deal.”
Sasha couldn’t take it anymore and she blurted out, “But a
$100 lead is cheaper than a $500 lead!”
“Sure!” Bosco exclaimed.
He was really warmed up now. “But
if your $100 leads don’t close, they’re worthless. Shit, I’d take a half dozen $500 leads that
closed over thirty $100 leads that didn’t.
Wouldn’t you?”
The room was silent.
Bosco started to pace around the front of the room, alternately fixing
his gaze on different people in the room.
He wasn’t speaking just to Sasha and Herb anymore. He had made the two of them act as the
spokespeople for the group, so as to ferret out the objections that they all
held in common. He knew that they’d all
bitched and moaned about him the night before as they had shared dinner and
drinks together. It was all a matter of
surfacing what really irked them and getting it out into the open. Once he was able to beat that back, he would
own them.
“The important things to remember are that your goals are to
make the sale and then to retain the client.
If you can keep him for 5 years, what does it matter what the lead cost
you? A $500 lead brings you a sale. But that’s not the total cost of the sale. You have to pay for the product, the labor,
the utilities, your insurance, all of that crap. Once you add all that up, you might well have
wiped out your gross for the year! So
what the hell do you care about the cost per lead? The deal is retaining that client.
“An average client will spend about $2500 a year with
you. If you can keep him for 5 years,
you’ll end up grossing almost 13 grand!
Any time you can make an advertising investment that brings you a rate
of return like that; I figure it’s a pretty good bet. Of course, a $100 lead that pans out does
look better on paper, but in reality, it doesn’t put all that much extra into
your pocket.
“Now some of you have met Michael. He works for me making calls to my prospects
and he books at an almost two appointment per hour rate. He burns through a lot of leads too. He doesn’t give a damn either. As far as he’s concerned, the leads are
worthless until he makes them worth something and he’s right. If I’ve got $500 leads or $300 leads or $25
leads, it doesn’t matter. He treats them
all the same.
“Of course,” Bosco chuckled, “Michael doesn’t pay the bills
for the media buys that make my phone ring, but that’s really the whole
point. A lead is a lead, no matter what
it costs. It isn’t worth shit though
unless you know what to do with it. So
stop focusing on that. Ask yourself what
you’re doing with those leads once they come in.”
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