Last year, coinciding with The Big Pandewski, both my second-best friend and I happened to lose our jobs (completely different jobs.) I searched for a new job for awhile, but decided to get into consulting, and that’s worked out nicely.
To my admitted surprise, my friend - er, Martin, let’s say - hasn’t yet found a job. He and his wife are doing pretty well, always have, so they’re not in serious trouble or anything but he’s understandable getting angsty. Martin was in financial services all his career and was quite successful, but banks and whatnot are very conservative and they just aren’t hiring.
Martin is now considering buying a small business, and he’s trying to rope me into it. First he wanted to start a franchise of a local sandwich restaurant, and I have about as much interest in getting into the restaurant business as I do in having a horse kick me in the balls. Now he’s talking about buying a dry cleaners in a town 45 minutes away from me and wants to talk about me being a part in it.
I have my own little business going, and it’s going pretty well, but my limited spare cash has to go to saving for the future and a house and my interest in owning a small retail business in which I have no personal experience is exactly zero. So I have to get on the horn with Martin this weekend and just give him a flat no, something I am very, very bad at doing and find exceptionally unpleasant because I’m really bad at confrontation and saying no.
Anyway that’s my little complaint.