I KNOW FOR A FACT THAERE ARE MANY OF YOU WITH A RAGS TO RICHES STORY....AND BY RICHES NOT NECESSARILY A MONEY RICH STORY ....EITHER WAY IT DOESN'T MATTER....I'LL TAKE BOTH....AND THIS WILL NOT BE CONSTRUDED AS A BRAG...NOSIRREEE...
WHAT I'M REACHING FOR IS A LIFETALE..... A STORY FROM SOME OF YOU THAT WOULD MAYBE INSPIRE OTHERS TO KEEP PLUGGING....AND NEVER GIVE UP
I HAVE HEARD SOME UNBELIEVABLE LIFETALES FROM SOME OF YOU AND FIND THEM SOUL REWARDING
ANYWAY......ANYONE CARE TO FIRE AWAY? WHAO HAS THE NADS TO SHARE A WILD RIDE WITH US?
our company is a perfect example for this when i was 5 we owned a store in gibbstown which is where i live now well my parents went into business with a friend(don't ever make this mistake) well store started to take off well so did he stiffed us for 75k and never to be seen again we sold the store and was lefted with nothing my dad worked 90 hours a week every week just trying to make a living for us several years went by of him never being home me growing up wanted to spend time with my dad but never seeing him well when i was 11 years old he started our new store in paulsboro which is called john's seafood... first 4 years went by of us just making it.. just making the rent paying the employees and so on.. well at 5 years we had a change we had one of the best crab seasons ever actaully being able to put money away for once.. well the store started to take off after that each year doing almost twice what we did the year before we got another truck for the crab part of the business hired another guy and just had the store take off....then we created the hog shrimp.. now no one thought that one day we would sell how many we do today.... that set us over the top from other businesses in our area...now we have 8-12 people that work for us fulltime we have time to spend together everynight no more worries we are now looking for a second place to open up...but times weren't always like that you have to take a chance and hope it works out for the best trust me stick with it if you do it will work out
Mine is short, about 5' 2". After spending 10 years married to the negative ***** from hell, I got lucky enough to catch her in the "act" and get that one over with. After a nice "clean" 5 year ordeal in our wonderful court system, I say clean because that's what it did to my meager savings, I moved on. A couple years after, I managed to find myself at the Long Branch Saloon. Now nothing unique about that except for the fact that it's a dance hall, I sure as hell can't dance and don't even drink. While there though, this little 5' 2er caught my eye. I ask her to teach me to dance, (Houdini couldn't teach me to dance). She tried, I stepped on her toes, literally, was so embarrassed I could have died. Her comment, that's why we were boots. It took me three weeks to get her to let me take her to dinner. We have been together ever since, and I mean together, through thick and thin for the last 12 years. She does everything with me, from killen em to cleanen em. She has made me RICH in more ways than I can count.
But, don't even get me started!
I will share this little tid bit of Bite Me trivia.
It wasn't that many years ago that I reached for the phone to call the water company to ***** at them for turning off the water before I realized that the phone had been turned off a couple of days sooner. It didn't bother me that much because afterall, it wasn't my house. It belonged to a good freind that was letting me use it.
I had been thrown out of my house by my soon to be ex-wife of 14 years a few months prior. No kids so it wasn't all bad. There I sat no house, no phone, no water, I'll even share the facts that I didn't have a car but that really didn't matter because I didn't have a license nor a job to go to anyway. I remember going through the sofa and finding enough change to walk to the corner store and buy a pack of SunnyLand Bologna. You know the kind, it was never even in the same room with a real piece of meat. Yep, found enough for some Sunnyland a loaf of bread and even a quart of Old Milwaukee and thought that I was living LARGE.
There is so much more to this story but, like I said, don't even get me started.
Needles to say I haven't had a bologna sandwhich since but I still do enjoy an occassinal Old Milwaukee.
TELL THE ENTIRE FREAKING STORY ....IN DETAIL...I DON'T GIVE A SHIT HOW LONG IT IS EITHER.....BETTER YET ....DO IT IN A COUPLE CHAPTERS....I GOTTA A FEELING MANY MORE WILL STOP WORKING AT THEIR JOB TO KEY IN ON THIS ONE!
I had spent a few nights under a bridge in Forrest Park Ga. It was summer time so it could have been a lot worse. It wasn't too bad. I found some old boxes and busted them up to keep my sorry ass off the concrete. It wasn't the best nights sleep only woke up every time a truck rolled over one of those expansion joints. Given the time of day, night they were all probably delivery trucks for people that had real jobs.
I figured that I just didn't want to do that anymore so I decided to call my soon to be ex and asked her for a ride. I walked to a local grocery store to use the pay phone but I didn't have a feakin quarter. The store was closed but I could see people inside stocking shelves. You know, the kind of people that had jobs. The store had one of those roller conveyors that people could put their groceries in a big bucket sort of thing and slide them outside for curb side pick up. Most people probably don't know what I'm talking about here but they were pretty cool. When I was a kid in NY we used to get in a bucket and have someone push us along till the store manager would yell at us. These conveyors had swinging doors that would only swing out and lock going back in. I figured if I could get someone's attention inside the store that they would let me in to use the phone. Yeh right. I crawled up on the conveyor and pushed on the door to swing it open and crawl inside but like I said they were a one way deal. I did manage to get my arm through though but that got stuck like one of those Chinese handcuff things. A woman could hear me screaming and did see my arm waiving around and she was kind enough to release my arm and not call the cops. She even loaned me a quarter.
I'm 30 something at 4 in the morning panhandling a quarter from a stock lady while stuck in a conveyor door. No that's an eye opener.
Got the quarter called my wife, and she came to get me. We had to swing by the latest bar whore's house that I had been living with to pick up whatever worldly possessions that I had because they had been thrown out in the bushes a few night before but I knew that she was such a slob that my shit would still be there. My wife gave me a lift home, that was a slip, gave me lift to HER home and let me sleep on the sofa.
I woke up the next morning and there on my coffee table was, no I mean her coffee table, a 20 dollar bill and a note to please lock the door on the way out!
Been a helluva ride.
Dang Lou! Like you told Marty, you wouldn't be who you are today, had it not been for that experience.
It takes a big man to talk about such things, so I'd say you turned out OK.
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Interesting thread there Marty
