Past The Pub That Wrecks Your Body

We got a really weird phone call yesterday morning.
A guy we don't really know very well has asked us to move into his recently purchased hotel/pub and run it.
It looks pretty good on the auction house website.
Not perfect, but workable.
We're going down to have a look at it tomorrow.
There are some aspects of the situation that would be great, others not so great.
For a start, I'll have to immediately hire staff.
Finding good help in these two areas is next to impossible in the States. I don't know what it will be like here, but I don't imagine the process will be anything less than a pain in the arse.
Because it will be our home as well as our business, I am going to have to get past my little hangups about having people in our living area. We'll have to have a nanny, a bartender, and wait staff.
We still have Edinburgh, no matter what.
And, this year, we have to be in France for three months, no matter what.
So, that's four and a half months we'll have to leave the business to those that we hire.
I don't see how that will be possible. But, we'll have to make it work somehow.
I guess it will mean having someone we trust to stay there and oversee the operations and income.
I am going to have to dig deep to access the files in my brain that store hotel/restaurant/pub management.
I'll have to study the rules, regs, and health and safety requirements for the UK. I don't imagine they'll be all that different at the core, but there will definitely be additional things over here that we don't do at home.
I just hope the bar and the kitchen have three basins in the sink. And I hope the deep fryer and grills in the kitchen are at the very least, clean.
The furniture in the rooms is horrible.
And they have no decor at all.
Nothing on the windows but beige vertical blinds.
No decent pillows or duvets on the beds.
It isn't that the furniture is old or messed up, it's just mismatched. And I didn't notice any drawers or places to hang anything. I'll want that sorting out.
A room needs a table, a lamp, a nice mattress, good pillows, and high thread count linens.
I also think there should be blackout curtains on the windows. There were no pictures on the walls.
It was just boring and drab.
I'll fix it up. It is a good canvas, ready to be painted!
I won't have to do anything beyond the decorative.
All of the renovations were done a few years ago, and they're in good shape still.
I'm encouraged that there is no carpet in the pub area.
I can't even begin to convey how badly some old pubs smell in Britain. Stale beer, piss, and bleach.
And, probably a few other smells I don't sniff long enough to define.
It's funny how we're going to end up back in pubs, selling what we don't consume. I owned a bar and grill in the States for a few years before we toured the US for three years. I made so much money doing that.
I was even buying food at retail prices and still cleaning UP! I had a captive demographic and the food was great. It was just like really good home cooking, somewhere other than home. I was at a nightclub out in the middle of nowhere and there weren't any other restaurants for miles. So, I was so busy, from the moment I walked in the door, and I was always still there hours after the club closed.
It was a bit of a nightmare, though.
When I washed dishes, the drain in the floor would regurgitate the water and so I had to put a shop vac on a plywood platform to make sure it didn't get wet, and I rigged the nozzle into the drain, so I just flipped a switch and sucked up the water as it came up.
I learned exactly how much water I could use without it coming back on me. Totally ridiculous way to have to work. Good money, though.
On a slow night, I would clear about $250-300.
So, I like my odds on getting repeat customers with my food. I won't always be there to play chef, but there isn't anything I do that's so complicated it can't be learned.
Uggh.
How did this happen?
I am nervous and afraid.
This will be the biggest thing we've undertaken together.
We don't really get on well enough to be working together. He's already saying he's not so keen, so he'll probably find a way to refuse to do it.
I don't want to let the opportunity slip, but, I am fairly certain he'll be negative about it. I don't need the negative things outlined for me. I find them well enough on my own. Everything has potential risks.
Everything has drawbacks, and if you take a mind to, you can talk yourself out of anything before you've even begun.
I would really like to give it a go.
It's what we have discussed doing, but hadn't found the right building in the town where we were looking into doing this. This building is good. It's Grade II listed, and has some important badges of recognition from the government, which always helps the business immensely.
There is a huge space in the rear of the building that could be split into a beer garden and place for the kids to play. We could put a tall fence through the centre and both sides would be quite sizable.
Well, I guess we'll see how it all goes tomorrow.
I don't know how on earth I'm going to get to sleep.
It feels like the night before the first day of school.
I don't know what I'm gong to wear for this, either!
Wish me luck!

Comments

Me! Me! Me! I'll work fer ya! What's the salary? Living arrangements? I can handle everything while you're in France :) I'd be happy as a bug in a rug. Living in Manchester, shopping in the City Centre, walking the same streets as Morrissey...yep. I'll do it. Hey, I could probably get a secondary job as a beauty specialist in an upscale spa in Trafford Centre! When do I start???? :p

All kidding aside, Charlie...I do you wish you the best tomorrow! GOOD LUCK!
 
hand in glove;bt4750 said:
Me! Me! Me! I'll work fer ya! What's the salary? Living arrangements? I can handle everything while you're in France :) I'd be happy as a bug in a rug. Living in Manchester, shopping in the City Centre, walking the same streets as Morrissey...yep. I'll do it. Hey, I could probably get a secondary job as a beauty specialist in an upscale spa in Trafford Centre! When do I start???? :p

All kidding aside, Charlie...I do you wish you the best tomorrow! GOOD LUCK!

bollocks.
don't tease.
it's not nice.
ima cry now...

hahah
thank you!

i read something one time where Moz said he would look in people's windows whilst walking around in Salford.
i had been doing it and i kept trying not to, but it's hard. some people don't have curtains or blinds and you find yourself looking at what they're watching on telly, having for tea, how they're decorated.
there is nothing else to look at, and in the winter when it gets dark early, your eyes gravitate to those warmly lit rooms. there is some intelligent life here, not a lot, but you'll see the occasional impressive event like a really good painter working on a canvas, a room with a fireplace roaring and a couple with their noses in books.
Trafford Centre is so massive and so nice, it actually outdoes many of the malls i've been to in the states. and we have some good ones! city centre is what i love best. all my shops are there. plus, affleck's palace is my mall equivalent. gem stones, herbs, oils, candles, books, vintage clothes, a small live theatre, a shop with american foods...that place is the biznass! there is a dress shop in there where the woman makes all the dresses and she'll make anything you want to order. oh, and a vinyl shop, and three more in the same block as affleck's. then, around the corner, a beauty supply
store, fabric store and shoe shop. so much to do and see!!
well, looks like i'll be good for promotional material on our upcoming website! come to manchester and do all of that stuff i just listed! i want to do the hotel up in a vintage boutique hotel style. and do entertainment on our stage!
lots to consider!
thanks for the encouragement!
xo
 
good luck, Charlie. I had no idea you used to do that restaurant / club management stuff! so much to learn!

s.
 
scumbag;bt4752 said:
good luck, Charlie. I had no idea you used to do that restaurant / club management stuff! so much to learn!

s.

thank you, s!
yeah, if we were to get into my CV, it has some of the most bizarre and varied jobs you can imagine.
i have restored old, old houses, refinished and sold antiques,
danced professionally, acted in stage, tv, and had a cameo in a shitty Hollywood film with loads of famous people, (Grace Jones was the most interesting one in the cast), set design, Fringe theatre in Edinburgh, security and recovery for a transportation company (yes, i can drive an 18 wheeler :crazy:, i know!)
hotel management, property management, bar manager, bank branch manager, mortgage underwriter, handled uncontested divorce intake, paperwork, and court filings for many law firms on an as needed basis (legal and medical transcription)...it goes on and on.
i have always done whatever i decided to do, those i listed were mostly within the same ten year period, many of them, simultaneously.
my primary work has been in interior design because my mom owns a firm, so i've worked adjacent to her business for my entire work life. it's all been down to who i know and who needed something doing. being seen as multi-faceted has been my career, and i haven't had to stay married to one job, (which i would find soul destroying)
after a few years of not doing much at all, i am chomping at the bit to break a sweat and restore heavy cash flow! living on a budget is not my style at all!
 

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