You should all congratulate me because I finally, officially, sold Empire! So this is life without a restaurant. Hmm. I don’t really feel any different. It’s like on your birthday when you expect to “feel” older, but really it is just another day.
There has never been a day since I was 15 years old that I haven’t worked in a restaurant in one capacity or another. The sale was very anticlimactic, though. I had been listening to our lawyers argue for days, right down until the last couple minutes before we signed the contracts. And then I got my check, took it to the bank, they gave me a receipt–and it was over. Just like that. Three years is finally finished.
Overall, I am pretty relieved and happy about it. But there is a small part of me that is very sad at the same time. I’ve never been good at quitting jobs. Well, that is not true. Once I quit this job I hated in Va Beach at some pancake place when I was 15 or 16 and I really hated this job and the people who owned the place and worked there, so when I was walking out in the middle of my shift, I yelled as loud as I could, “I’m tired of picking fucking cockroaches out of all the food. You can’t make me serve bug food to people anymore.” Yes, I was really immature, and that was a really bad thing to do. But it is kind of funny, now, I think, maybe. But overall, I am usually really sad when I quit a job because most of the restaurant jobs I have had I have kept for a long time and made many close friends at them. And when I quit those jobs, I always feel like I am ending a huge part of my life that I won’t be able to experience in the same way ever again. In a strange way, I am always very aware of things happening right as I experience them, whereas I think other people might need more time to reflect before feeling much about anything. I don’t know. You never know how other people think or really feel.
But selling a restaurant, yea, that sucked. I feel like I imagine people feel when they get divorced. It’s been a very trying experience and not one I ever want to repeat.
This posting is all over the place. I’m going to see Sick of It All play tonight and need to get ready to go.
I congradulate you! =)
Lol. Yeah, the way you quit that pancake place was pretty funny, if slightly immature. But I know how hard restaurant jobs are, I worked at Panera Bread for the better part of two years…
Thats whats up Ms. G congradulations on selling the resturant you know my mom got divorced and sh said it sucks to start over or you know fill the void in your life but at the same time because of the void you have to fill was good and bad this time when you fill it it might be all good i mean my mom got married again
Congratulations. If i may ask how did you become owner of the empire?
Empire was given to me for free several yeas ago. I was friends with the person who owned the building and a restaurant had closed that has previously occupied that space. The owner just wanted to keep the rent coming in, so he gave it to me. I had been working in and running different places for many, many years.
I actually turned it down for many months before I decided it was too lucrative an offer to pass by.
I agree with you in that resturant work is a very unique experience in itself, one that is irreplaceable Congradulations on turning a profit. Someone without your skill and passion for the work would have drowned in their duties long ago. If you have not yet seen the movie Waiting I suggest you do. You’ll be disgusted by the “cockroaches in the pancakes” but it hillarious and eerily familiar. Wish you the best moving foreward in your career with you real job:)…j/k
Kyle