The best part would be watching Cletus slime his way out. I
would give him exactly zero dollars for the business and probably not even
purchase any of his assets or inventory. He'd just be out on his ass and have
to start all over. How sweet it would be. I got a comfortable buyout, enough to
purchase another place and then some, and a year later he gets the boot. I'm
guessing he was finally caught doing drugs or did something stupid when he was
drinking. The possibilities are endless with that toolbag. Would also be
eternally sweet to throw it in his pork chop wife's face too. I don't think
I've ever met a more two-faced (and triple-chinned), manipulating, devil woman
before. The revenge, or should I say justice, would be fantastic! More on that as time progresses.
I am planning on making a trip to scout out 1 of my 2 main competitors
next weekend. The research I've done so far has proven nothing impressive. They
have an immaculate building that can hold a shit ton of people, but as far as
online details and the menu I happened to pilfer, I'm not overly worried. It's
just basic restaurant food, nothing special. They run items as specials that I
can and will have on my core menu. The owner has a 4 year degree in nutrition
but no real-world restaurant or bar experience, which is a plus for me. It's
been open for a few years only and I'm quite sure they have learned a lot
already, but I confidently believe I will give them a good run for their money.
I mean, I fully support competition. It forces a business to become more
refined, focused, and educated. If not, they won't succeed.
Imagine a world with only Walmarts, well it's steering that
way, but you see my point. No competition equals no consumer choice and higher
prices. You buy what the fuck we say and pay how much ever we demand because
you have no other options. I know, getting off topic here. Anyways, I welcome
competition. What impressed the board in my last venture was when I told them
after the other place went out of business and we were approached about how
we'd feel if another opened up. I blatantly said, and fucking meant every word,
"I don't want people coming here
because they have no other option. I want them coming here because they WANT
and CHOOSE to over another." That is exactly how I still feel. I slowly
became bitter and my attitude grew in hatred about the food service industry. I
always strived to perform to the best of my ability though was missing the
"passion" other workers possessed. Working for myself, doing what I
want and believe in, seeing it succeed beyond my expectations, witnessing
firsthand the smiling and laughing people have a blast on a night out at
something I created is so rewarding, truly.
Alright. This is turning sappy and out of focus
for the time being, so I'll end this
here. I'll keep you all updated on Cletus' potential, and well deserved, doom......in another day in the life of a line cook.
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