If you’re going to set up a new business you’d want it to be a fun, rewarding and successful experience. Add into the equation the chance of working with one of your oldest and best friends and you’d be excused for thinking that it couldn’t get much better.
For me it was a dream scenario in many ways and something that I’d longed to do for quite a while. I know that an age old business rule is that you shouldn’t mix business with pleasure but I truly don’t believe that this hold firms in every single case. I mean who was it who said this in the first place - probably someone who was caught up with the romanticism of working with a friend only to see their whole vision implode amidst a bout of bickering, resentment and greed. I’m sorry, I may be a little naive when it comes to these kind of things but it just doesn’t wash with me. Surely it wouldn’t be like this every time?
The chance, finally, to work with someone who I know better than most and who by the same token knows about all of my quirks, ways and personality traits is something that I didn’t want to miss out on no matter how many alarm bells were ringing. Maybe I’d live to regret my blind enthusiasm and be an ‘I told you so’ victim, but I honestly think I’d regret it more if I didn’t even give it a go.
Anyway we weren’t taking ourselves too seriously. Our main objective in this whole thing was to have fun. Embarking on this project meant that we’d also be able to see a lot more of each other – and with Hirsh’s busy work and personal life schedule (he has a wife and two young boys) this was a really valuable thing.
As well as all of this I’d get to learn a lot about how to start up a business and how to build and market a site from scratch. It’d be a great adventure and if just a handful of people ended up using it that’d be fine. If we made a few quid in the process then so much the better but we weren’t really holding out for that. Breaking even would be a miracle in itself and we’d probably be happy with that. I think that sometimes in life it’s about more than just money. This sort of experience is invaluable because it can’t be bought.
So I’ve mentioned the name ‘Hirsh’ quite a few times now. In case you’re wondering exactly who is is, it’s probably worth me telling to a little bit about the inigma that is Mr Jonathan M. Hirshler (A.K.A Michael Jackson & Mask - but more of that later).
I met Jonathan (affectionately nicknamed Hirshy because there were so many Jonathan’s at school, including myself) on the first day of primary school. We quickly became friends and started a beautiful and long-lasting friendship that has lasted until this very day. It’s amazing to think that I’ve now know him for more than 27 years and we speak to each other just just as much now as I did all those years ago. I think this is quite impressive considering how little free time we now have compared to our work free, care free days of old.
We found we had quite a few common interests, with football being the main one – whether it be physically playing it or else playing it on computer games. There was this football game that we used to play all the time on the Amiga 500 called Kick Off 2. I wasn’t very good at it so Hirsh beat me every single time no matter how hard I tried. To even things up, and I don’t think he meant to be patronising, he once challenged to play me with his feet. The anals of history suggest that he beat me that time but the truth was that it was a draw – Ok so not really a saving grace for me I understand - I admit it was still quite a shocking result nonetheless.
And sadly for me and though it pains me to say it this theme of Hirsh being better than me at sport seemed to continue into the real world. We played football together for our youth club team, S.P.E.C – and as a free-scoring, penalty taking, free-kick maestro, attacking midfielder was always much better than me, a mediocre full back who scored one solitary goal in my entire football career (and that was a penalty in a game that we ended up winning 16-1 anyway).
Still that didn’t stop me from getting the edge over Hirsh in many ways. Let’s put it like this – unlike me he wasn’t exactly a cool kid. In fact he was quite geeky. He used to walk around the school pretending he was Michael Jackson, and would be known to suddenly break into a moonwalk without any warning. He was also a bit obsessed with this cartoon series MASK. It was based on these characters who transformed into super heroes whenever they wore their masks. Copying the cartoon catchphrase Hirsh used to run around the playground screaming: ‘Masks On’. And of course Hirsh always thought that he was right, so much so that I used to call him ‘10 million man Hirsh’ because he had the brains of 10 million men. Or so he liked to think.
We stayed close friends throughout our childhood and into early adulthood even though we went to different secondary schools and universities. We shared many fun experiences together along the way, from our school trip to Somerset, football training courses and holidays. A sign of our strong friendship was when Hirsh asked me to be one of his best men at his wedding – I was deeply touched.
It pains me to give Hirsh the fuel to grow his head even bigger than it already is, and with the risk of sounding a like a cheesy old friend I have to say that I have a huge amount of respect and admiration for him. Yes he can be annoying and does have his own individual quirks just like anyone else does (it’s sad to announce that he isn’t actually perfect) but this is part of his appeal. I have to take my hat off to him.
Hirsh started his own digital communications agency over 5 years ago (Score Communications) , and through an unbelievable amount of hard work has seen it go from strength to strength ever since. It takes a huge amount of courage to go it alone and no small amount of skill to make it work and prosper. He’s a man not to be reckoned with – single minded and focus on his goals. He’s living the dream that so many of us want – he’s doing his own thing.
I feel proud that we’re still such great friends after all this time. And it warms the cockles of my heart that we’re embarking on this journey together, to add yet another chapater to our story of friendship. Instead of playing Kick Off 2 we’re now playing a different kind of game, but the fundamental element is still the same – it’s just two people enjoying themselves. Of course we’re both hoping that something can come of our venture but no matter what happens our friendship is the winner here. I know that it’s a really cheesy thing to say but in my humble opinion it couldn’t be truer.