Story Time

And then I died, b/c I held my breath for so long! Just kidding, that's just my sense of humor coming out there! Anyways, we did leave that day with our fingers crossed. My life had been building up to this final judgement day for the past year almost and it could go either way with the flip of a coin! I was scared to death, either way. If we got the space I was scared, if we didn't I was scared. I think I was even more scared of getting the space than not getting the space. That was a whole new world I have never even stepped foot in. I would have to do everything, from start to finish of leasing, to construction, to running the restaurant, to making money. Shit yeah I was scared! I was 21 years old at the time, what the hell did I know about anything...still what do I know about anything!

That was the thing, I didn't know what I was doing. How in the world was I going to pull this thing off. Of course that's what my business partners were for. They had done it before, they knew what they were doing. I was so reliant on them for everything. At the time I was using them as a crutch. It was not a good thing. I think it was a little bit necessary, but not to the extent that I was relying on them. Don't get me wrong, I still have my crutches to this day, and slowly but surely I am beginning to walk on my own, but it is a learning process. It takes time to get from baby steps to running.

But I was also scared of the alternative, what if it didn't work out. In the back of my mind had it not worked out, it would have been a giant sigh of relief. Had they turned me down for the lease, I could go back to just being a student and then when I graduated I could go out and find a stable job somewhere. I would only have to work 40 hours a week and the only risk I would take is where do I accept my checks from. But man, writing that, doesn't that sound terrible! I couldn't do it. No way in hell! So I was praying that I would get my chance to go for it!...