One of the reasons The Dreaded One and I started our own cafe was because we both had terrible experiences at roughly the same time of working for awful employers. We're hard workers, it's just how we roll. And we were treated like shit and taken for granted. At roughly the same time, we both said enough, and quit.
We both decided that if we were working this hard, we should be doing it for ourselves. That way, we can choose the people we work with, choose the music we want to listen to while we work, and we can do nice things for the people who choose to work for us, like having the decency to give them the tips they have earned.
We are now still working hard. We're very much hands-on. It's a bit of a struggle. Who knows what's going to happen.
But you get these little, lovely moments, these small gestures that mean a lot to you. You get good customer feedback. You get the random positive online review. You enjoy a lengthy conversation with someone who has chosen to work for you, and they're talking and you find yourself thinking I'm really glad I met you. You're pretty fucking cool. Whatever happens in the future, right now I like you a lot.
And if you're really lucky, these employees you quite like will describe you as pals, and will want to hang out and have drinks with you after work hours.
And they will bring this up with you prior to you giving them the previous couple of months' tips.
I think we're getting some of this thing right.
We both decided that if we were working this hard, we should be doing it for ourselves. That way, we can choose the people we work with, choose the music we want to listen to while we work, and we can do nice things for the people who choose to work for us, like having the decency to give them the tips they have earned.
We are now still working hard. We're very much hands-on. It's a bit of a struggle. Who knows what's going to happen.
But you get these little, lovely moments, these small gestures that mean a lot to you. You get good customer feedback. You get the random positive online review. You enjoy a lengthy conversation with someone who has chosen to work for you, and they're talking and you find yourself thinking I'm really glad I met you. You're pretty fucking cool. Whatever happens in the future, right now I like you a lot.
And if you're really lucky, these employees you quite like will describe you as pals, and will want to hang out and have drinks with you after work hours.
And they will bring this up with you prior to you giving them the previous couple of months' tips.
I think we're getting some of this thing right.
1 comment:
This is why I always have this nagging voice in the back of my head telling me I should start my own business...but I chicken out and ignore the voice. Maybe one day...
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