I started writing on January 25, 2008. I used to post quite a bit more frequently. I used to feel like I had something to say.
My how things change...
I would like to make it official. I am now a victim of the failing economy. No, we are not going out of business. Yet. However, a Wachovia snafu with the developer of our building is messing up my cash management plan.
Let me say this. I hate banks. I especially hate LARGE banks. I bank at the Delta Community Credit Union. I cannot stand that we are sucked into the financial debacles of the floundering banks simply by association. Bitches!
Now, all said, I wouldn't really mind any of this if we were busier. In fact, a bit of default on the landlord's side would be quite handy in the long term. If we were busy, many of my worries would dissolve. But, we're not busy. We are the exact opposite of busy.
Imagine, if you will, how much it would suck to work 70 hours a week, every week. I know, I know. A LOT of people work this much on a regular basis. I have not had to do this since 2004. I have gotten spoiled. Meanwhile, imagine working 70+ hours, with absolutely nothing to do.
You see, a restaurant is a very boring place to be if there are not many customers dining in it. It leaves me with nothing but ridiculous amounts of very slowly moving time to think about how much food we are going to throw away this week. How much open wine are we going to lose? How much is this week's payroll going to hurt? How much business is our other restaurant doing?
Fortunately, the answer to the last question: quite a lot. Even more of my confusion is caused by the fact the the other place has proven to be quite recession resistant. Otherwise, this post would be a farewell post as I skipped town for a new life out west.
Ernest Turnbuckle, by the way, should you need to find me. Just don't tell anyone...
So, I have hired a PR company. That should help. And, the food critic's review should appear in next week's Scene. The jury is out on that one. I can usually tell, but I have no idea what she will have to say. Either way, free press is free and it is press.
Finger's crossed.
Meanwhile, it dawns on me that as I hit one year on the blogscape, I am also due for a running anniversary sometime soon. Though, I have to wonder: Can you have an anniversary after a nearly three month hiatus? Or, is it really more of a starting point? I have a feeling that my first attempts at regaining momentum will be met with much frustration and difficulty. And, I really hate difficult. Although, in the world of physics, I should have an easy time maintaining momentum, what with all my newly rediscovered "mass"...
Well, I can just sit back and hope that things begin to stabilize in the sooner, not the later. I can only hope that people decide to come in and try the pretty restaurant on the corner with the fabulous view of Nashville.
I can only hope I can maintain some level of sanity until we make it through all this.
Come on, 2010!
1 comment:
You are going to make it though this yucky time. Don't ask me how I know but I do. The pretty people will come to dine at the pretty restaurant much sooner rather than later. :)
I also believe you can have a running anniversary after a 3 month hiatus - you didn't stop all together, you were just on a break.
Now go run off that stress!
xoxo
Stick
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