I loaded up my blog today and began skimming my last few posts and it's like... WTF? How the fuck did I end up in Beaver County running a fucking restaurant? Assistant Pro made his way from DC area to visit me in Western PA the other day and it struck home when he said, "Owning a restaurant is cool... but running one is uncool"
Damn! Wise words!
Here I am, running a restaurant.....un cool.
My partner works, and cooks from time to time -- but my girl and I live in the basement, next to a sewer drain and after logging 5-7 hours of sleep I'm awoke by employees tumbling in @ 7am.
So my "Poker Dream" has lead me to this moment... where I'm again a slave to the restaurant business and stressed, aggravated, anxious, and pissed off most of the time.
I'm living in Beaver County, PA... and to make matters worse I'm in a drug infested, low income living, crazy person town known as Rochester, PA. (So much for for the blog being semi anonymous...) How the FUCK did I end up out here? And how did I manage to invest a year and halfs worth of low limit grind ($100,000) to this place? What in the hell am I doing? How did I choose this? Why wasn't I more specific and strategic when opening this restaurant? Why do I always jump into business ventures without plotting things out in black and white more?
Looking at the positive -- I did begin my 'grind to open the restaurant' with a $1,000 borrowed from Mr. KC the I-Ching of Poker. I did have many leaks two years ago from hedonistic values, blackjack and beyond -- and no self control on my nights out on the town.
What has changed? Is it a sense of responsibility? Is it that I had overhead and obligations? Or did I just grow up?
What has changed financially? Well -- I'm still fucking change jar broke. I have $400 in my pocket right now; but unfortunately that money needs to make it to the bank TOMORROW for me to avoid checks written out to U.S. Foods and the Electric company from BOUNCING. I also have obligations to KC Chan for rent payments, loads of CC debt (at highest point $19,000ish) which I've worked down to : $3,500 on sisters cards, $2,500 personal, $1,000 on American Express. $7,000 left and then my money can at least begin to compound exponentially again.
FUCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK
The positive? I have a restaurant grossing $175,000-$240,000 annually this 2009. (We'll see how 'season' goes during this horrible horrible economy. (in this horrible horrible fucking town)
*sigh*
I chose this. Right? Reading
http://www.lukekim.blogspot.com/ motivates and de-motivates me all at once. That guy is living the LV poker dream -- he never posts negatives. Amazing! He never complains about bad beats, or life, or his bitch cheating on him or NOTHING!!!! I envy that. Motivating... what's de-motivating is that.... I somehow thought that this restaurant would benefit me in the short come a lot more than it has. Unfortunately it's done the exact opposite. To top that off; online games are getting tougher. When I do receive a check from online -- it's bouncing due to the online gambling bill (I don't even know why... I honestly have been tuning it out). I worry about the future of my profession not only inside this restaurant, but with poker as a whole. Will there always be a live game out there, somewhere, all the time? I think so; Yes. Will I be able to make money? Yes. Do I want to sit around a poker table grinding out a living forever? ABSOLUTELY NOT.
So to answer my question of 'Why did I open this restaurant' the answer is:
To set up residual income streams for my future.
The problem is that..........................................
It's been 16 months and we're still not over the hump.
We're producing a little extra cash flow, but we're still picking up old bills. We're also not paying rent (I am with poker) and my business partner does not see it as being a big deal. I'm constantly keeping this thing afloat to 'protect my investment' but at times I just want to fold the hand and start anew. I'm still young -- and Poker will Provide.
How much further do I want to go with this thing? What's my best option? My credit history and the last 2 years of my life will be shot if I gave up now.
...........................*sigh*
To top it all off and then top it off again (can you even do that?) I feel horrible for my beautiful girlfriend as she gives so much -- and I just can't pay her. She works on love, great Italian food.... and the bare min. necessities. Wutta Sweetie!
Within the past week I've punched more holes in the wall then I have since highschool. I've used the Lords name in vein on constant occasions. I've smashed four restaurant dishes into pieces.... I'm so overwhelmed with 'hoping' that the restaurant brings in XXX amount of people to pay for my utilities/gas/back bills/creditors that I have knots in my stomach constantly.
To top off the financial stress I have the micromanagement of employees who find the smallest of things to bicker and whine over. "we're out of paper towels Marco!!!!" .... THE SKY IS FALLING THE SKY IS FALLING all the time over mediocre matters like this on a daily basis. ..... If we're out of fucking paper towels go re-fill them. If we don't have anymore walk across the street and get them from fucking dairy queen. FIGURE IT OUT PEOPLE -- LIKE I DON'T HAVE ENOUGH SHIT TO WORRY ABOUT.
When the noise stops, and I've run my end of day sales, batched my credit card receipts.... I finally get a glimpse of what I
used to love.... Poker. Ahhh yes.... Poker....
I grind for hours upon hours -- days upon days -- weeks on top of weeks -- months on top of months... and now... years on top of years.... to pay bills and make ends meet. To employee these people.... to hope for a better financial future.... though I'm having trouble seeing it. Thinking of 5 months from now... when the cold weather starts showing itself and the Snow begins to fall...... where will my restaurant sit then? Will it be like last winter where I had to dump in loads of money to keep us going? I don't have that in me again -- no way. My money is giong to be re-invested into ME. POKER BUSINESS -- and then maybe recycled. But I will not continue to build rolls and dump them into this business again... and again.... 20 bi online rolls while 12 tabling is way to tight -- and another stressload all together.
I live by this line, "The Lord will provide"
I do my best, and he'll do His.
What I'm struggling with now is.............. Did I choose this or was it chosen for me? Was I 'meant to be here' or is this just where I ended up? If I'm not happy in my current life situation shouldn't I just quit?
The thing is, I've come this far... and I'm no quitter.
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WARNING!!! More bad stuff.
**It sucks that my blog is filled with negativity as I'm a pretty glass half glass full kinda guy. this is just simply my psychiatric hospital... right here for anyones eyes.
I'm so upset. I'm so upset because I can re-wind this moment and remember telling my mom 2-3 years ago when she said that she was going to give my brother a large chunk of her savings to invest with.
I love my brother to death -- and he's .... smart and half way business minded.... but... fuck.
He can get his own fucking money to invest. Why do you have to use moms? Why don't you fucking build it on your own with your own sweat/blood/tears.
I told my mom, "You and brother make me really nervous playing the stock market online from the comfort of your own home." ..................... "I understand that I play online poker for a living.... but I've always been the one 'outside the box' you're not... you work 9-5 and save what you make. Why risk it? You're retirng soon.... just PLAY IT SAFE...."
They didn't listen.
My brother lost my mom $76,000 ..... and the figure makes me so sick.
Liquid. Cash. That's my moms life fucking savings and it puts me into tears. What hurts me most is that there's just nothing I can do. I'm doing everything I can with my time.... working on this restaurant, saving money, paying down debt, grinding every day, playing within my bankroll, not leaking any money in or outside the game..........
I'm still not coming up with that kind of money all at once in a pile after expenses.
This month I haven't eaten out. I haven't gone out on a date. I haven't had a liquor drink. I have not done any drugs (going on one year now....) I haven't spent a dollar outside of what this restaurant has required.
I've tried my best to be as positive and helpful to the people around me. Though at times I feel as if I'm being taken advantage of and that maybe I'm wasting my life away. I pray and hope that things will work out -- and my faith is strong.... but I realize that there's many a smart people who I've met who think that I'm praying to an imaginary being. I know it's real. They say they know it's NOT real. We're both human so it's a mute point. That scares me. Why should I be a moral, trusting, helpful human being if there's no end game? How is it that I can have these beliefs and still look back at my life and see where I've been so .... immoral and sinful?
All I want....... ALL I WANT is to be able to give to the people whom I care about most...... that's it. It breaks me inside that I can't do this -- and I feel as though it's going to drive me over the top. I'm so fed up and angry these past few days and it's gotten to the point where I'm losing it. I've dealt with this issue since I was a kid -- and over the years I really worked on it.... but with my stress being at an all time high I feel myself getting to that point again. Fits of rage where I almost lose where I am.....
(re-reading; life's tough, you rarely get 'what you want')
bottom line is this:
I'm working very hard on my faith. I'm reaching out and hoping that God reaches out and places the right circumstances, people, and situations to help me get to the next level of my being. I want to help -- and I want to be able to tell everyone around me, "Everything is going to be Ok..." and really .... REALLY mean it.
God is good and God is the creator of all life. So life should be good, too.... right? Why is it not feeling that way?
Why am I again feeling off the path?
What do I need to do to feel invigorated again? Are the people whom I've chosen to surround me bringing me up or down? Is the cause that I've dedicated myself to these past two years the correct one?
What would I do if I weren't doing this? Where would I go? Back to Las Vegas and fulltime poker? Or would that lead to self destruction and a constant sinful lifestyle......
I just need to take this moment -- apprectiate what is now. Know that I'm doing the best I can with the tools in front of me, tomorrow, the next day and in the days to come.