The first time it happened I felt like a voyeur, an uninvited guest.
It was so intimate and amorous.
The couples danced, close and slow.
Living in that moment, only for one another.
"Unchained Melody" played on the jukebox, romantic, intoxicating. The lights were dimmed and the dancers, four of them, tuned us out completely. They held each other. Oblivious to their audience.
It was one of those…
My years cooking at the Villa taught me something; sometimes working in food service sucks. The work can be frantic as hell. The breaks are erratic, if you even get one. The pay is lousy. The hours are shit, and the customers are sometimes jerks. When you get the right co-workers however, it can be a lot of fun. If you were to ask me what the best part about owning a business is, I'd say that you get to pick who you work…
There's a special group of people who gave me the wherewithal, the diligence and the inspiration to stay sober. They make up a small segment of our society. Some might consider them an aggravation, but to me they were a godsend. They gave me clarity and perspective when I really needed it most, and I'd like to thank them now.
I'm talking about The Drunk Obnoxious Assholes.
Thank You. Really. From the bottom of my heart.…
I never considered myself enthralled.
Held in bondage.
Truth can sting sometimes.
The worm started to turn after the Gulf War began. I had never thought my drug use and drinking was that big of a problem, that is, until I actually had to manage some real responsibility. Running a business and staying high, staying high and running a business. It was fast…
Never get into business with someone you're not sure about.
I always had a sneaking suspicion that Frank might be a fraud. In the couple of weeks after Johnny Rockit's opened, evidence began accumulating. Incontrovertible evidence. Mountains of it. I mean, I had always taken Frank's stories with a grain of salt, but my confidence in them containing even a grain of truth was starting to unravel. It was very disconcerting. Frank had…
The first piece of advice I'd give to anyone who wants to start a business is this: "Have a plan."
I'm sure they say that in business school, I've never taken a class, but I can't imagine that they don't. In fact it should be on page 1 of Basic Business:
"Have a plan. If you do not have a plan, you will fail summarily and with little solace to your anus." (Have a plan or kiss your ass goodbye!)…