I have, quite honestly, never found myself at a complete and utter loss before.
My last good prospect for gainful employment in Portland, which I was SURE was going to offer me the job, just called to tell me to go fuck myself. I really don't know what to do. I know that I have no desire to stay in a town that is so insular and small-minded that they won't hire someone who is extremely well-qualified because he has committed the heinous crime of not being from around here.
So...I've decided to make things even worse by asking you spags for your opinions and/or advice.
What should I do? Where should I go? What assortment of felonies should I commit on my way out of town?
Options are:
1) Stay here in Portland and try to find work here. refrain from committing acts of arson and/or poop-flinging. (note: this option is not an option)
2) Go up to Seattle and try to find work up there, where there is a chance that I will be the beneficiary of the social cliquishness instead of being excluded because of it.
3) Start selling my shit, wait for my tax return to be deposited in a month or so, and fuck off back to the islands (where there probably aren't any jobs either, but the beaches are nice)
4) Go back to Maine for one more season and try again next fall. Wear a mask all summer to avoid having to look anyone in the eye.
What's the downside of Seattle again? I think if you have the $ to do so, try there? It's sad PDX was a washout for you. Sounds like you really liked it there until they rejected you. Have you tried another job market in the area besides chef?
I say 2 or 4. I would not sell your stuff off unless you have absolutely no other way to survive. I also think 1 is an option. My personal feeling, though, is that you might be on the wrong coast.
I'd say 2 with 3 as a backup if I were you.
Seattle.
I don't think it's because you're not from around here, I think it's because the restaurant business is incestuous and jobs go first to friends and friends of friends. So, it's sort of because you're not from around here, but indirectly. And it's a tough job market. I'd suggest sticking around and continuing to try, and also doing as much networking as possible. I really wish I was more help in that regard. :(
Quote from: rygD on December 14, 2009, 07:46:26 PM
I say 2 or 4. I would not sell your stuff off unless you have absolutely no other way to survive. I also think 1 is an option. My personal feeling, though, is that you might be on the wrong coast.
If I were to go with option 3, I'd be selling my stuff not for the money, but because shipping all of my stuff to St. Thomas would be a waste of time and money and I wouldn't need most of it there anyway.
Also, West Coast > East Coast, even if parts of the West Coast have turned out to suck balls. I mean, I'd rather stay here and rot in Portland than live somewhere like New Jersey or Virginia.
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on December 14, 2009, 07:50:59 PM
I don't think it's because you're not from around here, I think it's because the restaurant business is incestuous and jobs go first to friends and friends of friends. So, it's sort of because you're not from around here, but indirectly. And it's a tough job market. I'd suggest sticking around and continuing to try, and also doing as much networking as possible. I really wish I was more help in that regard. :(
It irritates me to no end that no one here has the balls to tell me why they didn't hire me. One thing I appreciated about maine was that if you applied for a job and didn't get it because the manager had a cousin that needed a job or a niece who's babydaddy needed a way to pay child support on time, they'd tell you "hey, I liked you but I gotta hire this guy because of..."
the people here seem incapable of being GENUINE, and that, I think, is what bothers me more than anything else.
stay in portland!
if anything, because WE SHOULD ALL MOVE TO PORTLAND.
if the rats start jumping off early, it makes boarding questionable.
Quote from: Rip City Hustle on December 14, 2009, 07:57:39 PM
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on December 14, 2009, 07:50:59 PM
I don't think it's because you're not from around here, I think it's because the restaurant business is incestuous and jobs go first to friends and friends of friends. So, it's sort of because you're not from around here, but indirectly. And it's a tough job market. I'd suggest sticking around and continuing to try, and also doing as much networking as possible. I really wish I was more help in that regard. :(
It irritates me to no end that no one here has the balls to tell me why they didn't hire me. One thing I appreciated about maine was that if you applied for a job and didn't get it because the manager had a cousin that needed a job or a niece who's babydaddy needed a way to pay child support on time, they'd tell you "hey, I liked you but I gotta hire this guy because of..."
the people here seem incapable of being GENUINE, and that, I think, is what bothers me more than anything else.
It's pretty much illegal in Oregon to hire people because of the real reasons most people get hired, like being a friend or a relative, so everyone's afraid to tell the truth.
IME the best way to get a job is to put in applications at places that AREN'T hiring.
Apparently, one of my best friends' best friends is the new head chef at the Ritz on STT.
I intend to make a trip to Seattle to see what I can find up there, but if I get offered any sort of employment at the Ritz on STT, I'm the fuck out of the states.
Quote from: Rip City Hustle on December 14, 2009, 07:40:03 PM
I have, quite honestly, never found myself at a complete and utter loss before.
My last good prospect for gainful employment in Portland, which I was SURE was going to offer me the job, just called to tell me to go fuck myself. I really don't know what to do. I know that I have no desire to stay in a town that is so insular and small-minded that they won't hire someone who is extremely well-qualified because he has committed the heinous crime of not being from around here.
So...I've decided to make things even worse by asking you spags for your opinions and/or advice.
What should I do? Where should I go? What assortment of felonies should I commit on my way out of town?
Options are:
1) Stay here in Portland and try to find work here. refrain from committing acts of arson and/or poop-flinging. (note: this option is not an option)
2) Go up to Seattle and try to find work up there, where there is a chance that I will be the beneficiary of the social cliquishness instead of being excluded because of it.
3) Start selling my shit, wait for my tax return to be deposited in a month or so, and fuck off back to the islands (where there probably aren't any jobs either, but the beaches are nice)
4) Go back to Maine for one more season and try again next fall. Wear a mask all summer to avoid having to look anyone in the eye.
5. Punish them.
Oh, that's in the cards.
that.
is.
in.
the.
motherfucking.
cards.
RCH,
doesn't respond well to snubs
Quote from: Rip City Hustle on December 14, 2009, 09:05:17 PM
Oh, that's in the cards.
that.
is.
in.
the.
motherfucking.
cards.
RCH,
doesn't respond well to snubs
If you're still there in May, I will hold the gas can for you.
Quote from: Cramulus on December 14, 2009, 08:04:31 PM
stay in portland!
if anything, because WE SHOULD ALL MOVE TO PORTLAND.
if the rats start jumping off early, it makes boarding questionable.
I concur!
Been debating that myself as I have family and friends up there, and I'm almost done with school.
Quote from: Slanket the Destroyer on December 14, 2009, 07:48:57 PM
I'd say 2 with 3 as a backup if I were you.
IAWTC. Seattle sounds more promising but the islands sound like more fun.
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on December 14, 2009, 08:37:29 PM
5. Punish them.
IAWTC
And then I think you should stay.
We need more people like you and less of the asswads you've been having to deal with.
Drive THEM away to another city!
Quote from: -Kel- on December 14, 2009, 10:20:35 PM
Quote from: Cramulus on December 14, 2009, 08:04:31 PM
stay in portland!
if anything, because WE SHOULD ALL MOVE TO PORTLAND.
if the rats start jumping off early, it makes boarding questionable.
I concur!
Been debating that myself as I have family and friends up there, and I'm almost done with school.
I hate to rain on you guys' parades, but moving here without having a job waiting for me was probably the dumbest thing I've ever done, or at least the only thing I've ever done that I really and truly regret doing. DO NOT MOVE TO PORTLAND IF YOU DON'T ALREADY HAVE A JOB HERE.
ALSO, THIS TOWN, WHILE NICE ENOUGH, IS NOWHERE NEAR BEING CLOSE TO BEING EVEN ONE-TENTH AS COOL AS IT THINKS IT IS.
Quote from: Rip City Hustle on December 15, 2009, 02:30:16 AM
Quote from: -Kel- on December 14, 2009, 10:20:35 PM
Quote from: Cramulus on December 14, 2009, 08:04:31 PM
stay in portland!
if anything, because WE SHOULD ALL MOVE TO PORTLAND.
if the rats start jumping off early, it makes boarding questionable.
I concur!
Been debating that myself as I have family and friends up there, and I'm almost done with school.
I hate to rain on you guys' parades, but moving here without having a job waiting for me was probably the dumbest thing I've ever done, or at least the only thing I've ever done that I really and truly regret doing. DO NOT MOVE TO PORTLAND IF YOU DON'T ALREADY HAVE A JOB HERE.
ALSO, THIS TOWN, WHILE NICE ENOUGH, IS NOWHERE NEAR BEING CLOSE TO BEING EVEN ONE-TENTH AS COOL AS IT THINKS IT IS.
It's actually a thousand times cooler than it thinks it is, but it doesn't know. It's cooler in a much darker way than it knows. This town is life and death. I know; I was born here, and I intend to die here.
You could always start a doomsday cult.
This town was that kind of cool, and open about it, back in the early 90's.
it wasn't ashamed to be sleazier than Seattle (in all the good ways) and secretly as tough as Oakland.
Now, for the most part, the only people here that are worth a shit (aside from you and the 6 other people who are actually FROM here) are the immigrants. I like the outer SE neighborhoods that are just east of where I am, the dynamic potential of 82nd Ave on a friday night, the desperate upward mobility of Parkrose, the vital hedonism of Foster-Powell. Everything else is a facade of sterility, gentrification, and unthinking lockstep ecofascism. And that's not a slam against people who love the environment, it's a slam against the kinds of idiots who think that they're saving the world by going vegetarian because meat has too heavy an environmental impact, as they sit there and eat their tofu stir-fry that came from the take-out joint in a container made from corn products. I see very little sincerity in the high-minded idealism that coats this town like a miasma of smugness. Most of it is just back-slapping and another form of following the crowd.
And that's the thing. People from Portland used to be cool, in the classical sense of the word. And they still are, it's just that with very few exceptions everyone I've met or known who is FROM Portland lives in Oregon City, or Gresham, or Vantucky.
Seattle, for all of it's faults, NEVER let itself get completely over-run by the Cali-tards and the midwest hipster-refugees to the degree that Portland has.
That said, I'm paid up here until the first of February and RCHGF has a good job, so I'm not gonna make a hasty move when I have a month and a half in which to fuck with the objects of my displeasure.
...does freelance math tutor count toward a job?
Quote from: Rip City Hustle on December 15, 2009, 02:57:29 AM
This town was that kind of cool, and open about it, back in the early 90's.
it wasn't ashamed to be sleazier than Seattle (in all the good ways) and secretly as tough as Oakland.
Now, for the most part, the only people here that are worth a shit (aside from you and the 6 other people who are actually FROM here) are the immigrants. I like the outer SE neighborhoods that are just east of where I am, the dynamic potential of 82nd Ave on a friday night, the desperate upward mobility of Parkrose, the vital hedonism of Foster-Powell. Everything else is a facade of sterility, gentrification, and unthinking lockstep ecofascism. And that's not a slam against people who love the environment, it's a slam against the kinds of idiots who think that they're saving the world by going vegetarian because meat has too heavy an environmental impact, as they sit there and eat their tofu stir-fry that came from the take-out joint in a container made from corn products. I see very little sincerity in the high-minded idealism that coats this town like a miasma of smugness. Most of it is just back-slapping and another form of following the crowd.
And that's the thing. People from Portland used to be cool, in the classical sense of the word. And they still are, it's just that with very few exceptions everyone I've met or known who is FROM Portland lives in Oregon City, or Gresham, or Vantucky.
Seattle, for all of it's faults, NEVER let itself get completely over-run by the Cali-tards and the midwest hipster-refugees to the degree that Portland has.
That said, I'm paid up here until the first of February and RCHGF has a good job, so I'm not gonna make a hasty move when I have a month and a half in which to fuck with the objects of my displeasure.
The people here are still cool, they're just depressed and lying low.
Quote from: Felix on December 15, 2009, 03:04:26 AM
...does freelance math tutor count toward a job?
I have a friend who has been doing just that for years.
We could start a doomsday MATH cult. Not only do we enlighten with dread prophecy, we teach precalculus as well!
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on December 15, 2009, 03:05:13 AM
Quote from: Rip City Hustle on December 15, 2009, 02:57:29 AM
This town was that kind of cool, and open about it, back in the early 90's.
it wasn't ashamed to be sleazier than Seattle (in all the good ways) and secretly as tough as Oakland.
Now, for the most part, the only people here that are worth a shit (aside from you and the 6 other people who are actually FROM here) are the immigrants. I like the outer SE neighborhoods that are just east of where I am, the dynamic potential of 82nd Ave on a friday night, the desperate upward mobility of Parkrose, the vital hedonism of Foster-Powell. Everything else is a facade of sterility, gentrification, and unthinking lockstep ecofascism. And that's not a slam against people who love the environment, it's a slam against the kinds of idiots who think that they're saving the world by going vegetarian because meat has too heavy an environmental impact, as they sit there and eat their tofu stir-fry that came from the take-out joint in a container made from corn products. I see very little sincerity in the high-minded idealism that coats this town like a miasma of smugness. Most of it is just back-slapping and another form of following the crowd.
And that's the thing. People from Portland used to be cool, in the classical sense of the word. And they still are, it's just that with very few exceptions everyone I've met or known who is FROM Portland lives in Oregon City, or Gresham, or Vantucky.
Seattle, for all of it's faults, NEVER let itself get completely over-run by the Cali-tards and the midwest hipster-refugees to the degree that Portland has.
That said, I'm paid up here until the first of February and RCHGF has a good job, so I'm not gonna make a hasty move when I have a month and a half in which to fuck with the objects of my displeasure.
The people here are still cool, they're just depressed and lying low.
Steve McQueen would never get depressed and/or lay low, and Steve McQueen is exactly what I meant by "the classical sense of cool".
Quote from: Rip City Hustle on December 15, 2009, 03:22:23 AM
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on December 15, 2009, 03:05:13 AM
Quote from: Rip City Hustle on December 15, 2009, 02:57:29 AM
This town was that kind of cool, and open about it, back in the early 90's.
it wasn't ashamed to be sleazier than Seattle (in all the good ways) and secretly as tough as Oakland.
Now, for the most part, the only people here that are worth a shit (aside from you and the 6 other people who are actually FROM here) are the immigrants. I like the outer SE neighborhoods that are just east of where I am, the dynamic potential of 82nd Ave on a friday night, the desperate upward mobility of Parkrose, the vital hedonism of Foster-Powell. Everything else is a facade of sterility, gentrification, and unthinking lockstep ecofascism. And that's not a slam against people who love the environment, it's a slam against the kinds of idiots who think that they're saving the world by going vegetarian because meat has too heavy an environmental impact, as they sit there and eat their tofu stir-fry that came from the take-out joint in a container made from corn products. I see very little sincerity in the high-minded idealism that coats this town like a miasma of smugness. Most of it is just back-slapping and another form of following the crowd.
And that's the thing. People from Portland used to be cool, in the classical sense of the word. And they still are, it's just that with very few exceptions everyone I've met or known who is FROM Portland lives in Oregon City, or Gresham, or Vantucky.
Seattle, for all of it's faults, NEVER let itself get completely over-run by the Cali-tards and the midwest hipster-refugees to the degree that Portland has.
That said, I'm paid up here until the first of February and RCHGF has a good job, so I'm not gonna make a hasty move when I have a month and a half in which to fuck with the objects of my displeasure.
The people here are still cool, they're just depressed and lying low.
Steve McQueen would never get depressed and/or lay low, and Steve McQueen is exactly what I meant by "the classical sense of cool".
In a bright red Porsche on Sunset I saw Steve McQueen
I guess he's just about the coolest guy I've ever seen
And for you and me that speeding car is how it's going to be
I see no brakes just open road and lots of gasoline
Oh we heard Richard Nixon say, welcome to the USA
The common sense I sometimes lack
Has opened up a seismic crack
We've fallen in and I can't pull back
Pale kids come to play
And we heard Richard Nixon say, I've gotta go but you can stay
how is it that the advice puppy has not made an appearance in this thread?
in fact, why was this question not posed to advise puppy in the first place?
(http://img709.imageshack.us/img709/6572/roflbotrxef.jpg)
Quote from: Rip City Hustle on December 14, 2009, 07:53:59 PM
Quote from: rygD on December 14, 2009, 07:46:26 PM
I say 2 or 4. I would not sell your stuff off unless you have absolutely no other way to survive. I also think 1 is an option. My personal feeling, though, is that you might be on the wrong coast.
If I were to go with option 3, I'd be selling my stuff not for the money, but because shipping all of my stuff to St. Thomas would be a waste of time and money and I wouldn't need most of it there anyway.
Also, West Coast > East Coast, even if parts of the West Coast have turned out to suck balls. I mean, I'd rather stay here and rot in Portland than live somewhere like New Jersey or Virginia.
As long as you are selling stuff you don't need and won't miss then keep that as an option (so basically I have done nothing to narrow it down). I have lost much in my many moves, some of which cannot be replaced, and I have a friend who recently sold off many of her possessions, and she seems upset over the decision, but she needed the money.
Perhaps I should give the West Coast another shot then. I actually enjoyed most aspects of Virginia Beach when I lived there, but that was years ago. What part of VA were you in?
None. I was using it as an example of a place I would never live.
Also, I got offered 2 jobs in the last 2 days.
One is a chef job for the guy who owned the restaurant I worked at in St. Thomas. Loved working for him before. He's an awesome guy, always had something to teach me, and really took care of the people who worked hard for him.
problem is, the job is in Mount Dora, FL. Not sure I can talk myself into that.
The other is a job working on an oil rig off the coast of Louisiana with an old friend of mine from the VI. Seriously brutal work, but I'm not afraid of that and the money is killer. But I'd have to relocate to some bayou town full of frenchies in the middle of the swamp. Not sure I can talk myself into that either, but I might try.
Yeah, but it beats being surrounded by a bunch of Frenchies AND 6 feet of snow. Am I right?
Quote from: Rip City Hustle on December 17, 2009, 07:28:20 AM
Also, I got offered 2 jobs in the last 2 days.
One is a chef job for the guy who owned the restaurant I worked at in St. Thomas. Loved working for him before. He's an awesome guy, always had something to teach me, and really took care of the people who worked hard for him.
problem is, the job is in Mount Dora, FL. Not sure I can talk myself into that.
The other is a job working on an oil rig off the coast of Louisiana with an old friend of mine from the VI. Seriously brutal work, but I'm not afraid of that and the money is killer. But I'd have to relocate to some bayou town full of frenchies in the middle of the swamp. Not sure I can talk myself into that either, but I might try.
Mt. Dora is a really nice area. It's inland but in Florida's "lake district" so there are lots of neighborhoods and districts built around the water. It has hills which, if you've lived in southern Florida you truly appreciate. Plus, it's pretty hurricane safe as much as it can be in FL. The kid's dad's grandparents lived there and he grew up there. It's beautiful there. One of the top 3 places I would live in if I moved back to Florida.
Besdies, for everyone's complaining, Florida really isn't that bad. I mean you choose who you associate with so it's not like you have to be friends with the local tards. They do provide an endless source of amusement. Yoou're never more than a couple of hours from the Atlantic or the Gulf. AND....... It doesn't fucking snow there!!!!
Quote from: Felix on December 15, 2009, 03:17:13 AM
We could start a doomsday MATH cult. Not only do we enlighten with dread prophecy, we teach precalculus as well!
I am in! I am horrible at math, and have tried for years to better myself at it. I even suck at very basic elementary math (yes it takes me a bit to add, subtract and multiply, and unless it is very simple you don't want me to do division). I really love math, especially the more advanced stuff.
When is the world going to end?
Quote from: Rip City Hustle on December 17, 2009, 07:28:20 AM
Also, I got offered 2 jobs in the last 2 days.
One is a chef job for the guy who owned the restaurant I worked at in St. Thomas. Loved working for him before. He's an awesome guy, always had something to teach me, and really took care of the people who worked hard for him.
problem is, the job is in Mount Dora, FL. Not sure I can talk myself into that.
The other is a job working on an oil rig off the coast of Louisiana with an old friend of mine from the VI. Seriously brutal work, but I'm not afraid of that and the money is killer. But I'd have to relocate to some bayou town full of frenchies in the middle of the swamp. Not sure I can talk myself into that either, but I might try.
I bought a car from a guy who did repairs on oil rigs. I was told he made really good money. LA seems pretty nice from those I know who lived there. Also, I think he lived in Baton Rouge, but worked out there. Would living a little ways away make it easier for you?
you misunderstand me.
when I say "I'd have to relocate to some bayou town full of frenchies in the middle of the swamp", what I mean is "goddamn, that sounds like the sort of weird backwater shithole that would be right up my alley. I bet they wouldn't call the cops when I sight my gun in on the front porch."
Quote from: Rip City Hustle on December 18, 2009, 03:03:42 AM
you misunderstand me.
when I say "I'd have to relocate to some bayou town full of frenchies in the middle of the swamp", what I mean is "goddamn, that sounds like the sort of weird backwater shithole that would be right up my alley. I bet they wouldn't call the cops when I sight my gun in on the front porch."
:lulz:
It's great, having ECH back full time.
Of course, it probably sucks for him, having the TIME to be here this often.
But it rocks for the rest of us.
Quote from: Rip City Hustle on December 18, 2009, 03:03:42 AM
you misunderstand me.
when I say "I'd have to relocate to some bayou town full of frenchies in the middle of the swamp", what I mean is "goddamn, that sounds like the sort of weird backwater shithole that would be right up my alley. I bet they wouldn't call the cops when I sight my gun in on the front porch."
There you go then. Does sound like something to look into, especially with all the monies.
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on December 18, 2009, 03:17:44 AM
It's great, having ECH back full time.
Of course, it probably sucks for him, having the TIME to be here this often.
But it rocks for the rest of us.
while I appreciate the sentiment, and while one of the only good things about being broke, bored, and unemployed is that I get to interact with you spags more often, you can be sure that I will be quite happy to have to be an absentee slumlord again.
As much as I enjoy talking about doing shit, I REALLY enjoy just DOING shit.
What sucks is that because of the time of year, I can't even show you all my favorite things. The Pipe, Eagle Creek, the Swath, Bagby, Little Crater Lake... all of those things are dry-weather activities, more or less. :(
I think there might be some abandoned railroad to check out, I've got to get on that. Also... The Mausoleum. It's amazing.
f'sho. I'd like to see some of the cool and/or weird spots.
OK, so it looks like I've got it mostly figured out. I'm gonna take some shit-ass job for the next couple of months (Subway, Little Cesars, bouncing at a shitty strip joint, whatever) to keep the bills paid and allow me to keep my enormous tax return saved away for future investment. Then in May I'm heading back to Maine for another season at the restaurant, having successfully negotiated myself a 13% raise over last season. Spend the summer stashing away my huge paychecks and living rent-free in a camper in my buddy's back yard. Head back to PDX in october with a MUCH more impressive resume, since this summer I will not only be the chef at the restaurant but also the consulting chef of my boss' private island retreat & organic farm and vinyard (which after several years will finally be ready to rent out for exorbitant sums of money this summer). Spend October & November trying to get hired as a head chef or GM of someplace worthwhile, more for the networking opportunities that such contacts will afford than because I think I'll actually land a sweet gig out here. Assuming I'm still unemployed when NEXT year's enormous tax return comes in, that's when I will purchase my food truck and start slinging some dope-ass street food on the streets of PDX in the spring of 2011.
It only took 4 years, but I have regained both the desire and the ability to go back into business for myself. Also, I figure I can pull 50 grand a year with the food cart working 50 hrs a week and still take 2 months off every year to go to STT or whatever. I'd brag about the ridiculously amazingly awesome and unprecedented idea I have for the food itself, but it's actually literally the best idea I've ever had and it's something that NO ONE else in America is doing, so I'm KMFMS for now.
ECH,
back on the hustle
I will go to PDX to dine at your food cart and get into hijinks with Nigel.
...Come to think of it, PDX sounds rather cool, when I put it that way.
Good luck with the plan! It sounds exciting.
Yeah, this idea for the food you have sounds intriguing. I wont ask though, until its all up and running.
Good for you ECH!
Just about the idea, incredibly awesome ideas often seem to be a sign of the times*, so if you are gonna gonna wait implementing it until next year, someone else might have the same idea and walk away with it?
*think of all those inventions invented nearly simultaneously, I seem to remember Taleb gave some explanation as to why this is in Black Swan.
but then, your idea might be something exclusively elusive. just saying don't sit on it too long :)
I'm not too worried about it. Even if someone else has the idea, they have to be able to implement it and that can be tough. I already know how to start up and run a small food-based business, and how to write a business plan that a bank will find finance-worthy, I just need one more year to have the money to buy the truck outright, then I can use that as collateral and get a small loan for start-up (permits, lot rent, initial inventory, propane, etc.)
I've done this before, so I've got a pretty good sense of what will or won't get approved, even in current economy. And since the amount of the loan I need is only about half of the value of the truck, worst-case scenario is that I lose everything, have to sell the truck to pay off the loan and still have a few grand leftover from the sale of the truck to finance my next brilliant idea.
Well, selling custom Jenkem shots on the street doesn't have much overhead, and it sure is a seller's market.
Good luck!
ECH, :mittens:
Sounds like you finally got yourself a plan there, ECH. Best of luck making it work, man.
This is happy news, best of luck pulling it off!