Chubby Nickel Audio Vlog

I work for the post office… yay… anyway I’m constantly hearing from people that say the post office needs to work six days a week. First thing I think of is telling them they need to work six days a week and then I’d watch their eyes begin to understand. I work around 55-60 hours a week, monday through saturday and rarely do i get an extra day off. But anyway back to the point, if we didn’t deliver on saturday you would still get your mail on monday. which means that i could do stuff with my kids on the weekends like most normal people.

Hi, my name is Pete and… I’m a game-a-holic… **Whew** it feels so good to get that off my chest!! It feels like I had a chest burster surgically removed. glad I got it out before it tap-danced across the bar singing “hello my baby hello my darlin’ hello my ragtime gal…” I’ve found that there’s been an evolution since the great depression. First, men would work 2-3 jobs to keep their extended family with food in their mouths so they really had no time at home. Then America starts pulling out of the recession and so men need only work one job, so they read the newspaper or start playing golf, still not spending time with their families. Then football and basketball and baseball and nascar etc… still no time for family. Now it’s video games, a friend of mine will play video games and totally zone in so he’s oblivious to everything around him… including his two year old daughter. I believe that it is inherent in men to be mindless animals who only know self pleasure and self gratification but some of their pleasure comes from providing for their family monetary necessities. Yet never actually giving them the time and love and affection that is needed for a fully functional family. I feel that I even sometimes spend too much time for myself or working or whatever, and I can always tell because when I’m giving my family first priority, it’s immeasurably better at home.

Moral of the story: don’t put yourself first, like confusious said “in marriage you can either be right, or you can be happy” O.K. maybe confusious didn’t say that but it’s very true I’m happier wrong than I am right. Also putting yourself last makes room for your family to put you first because if you’re taking care of everyone else then you’re making it so that they don’t have to put themselves first.

When I was young, probably around nine or ten I started a business. I loaned money from my parents to buy 12 oz. soda in bulk and sold it for a 100% markup (50 cents a pop I bought them for around 25 cents each). I loaned the location (my parents driveway, rent free) from my parents and the display necessity, a fold out card playing table. So, with no money down on my part, and little investor capitol I started a business that actually did pretty well. I sold probably around 20 cans a day on average and with the gains I would reinvest them into more soda pop and even candy and some small toys to sell. All in all the business was doing well, I printed signs that listed prices and posted them around the neighborhood with the location and times of my shop. If I had continued in that vein for the rest of my life I would probably be incredibly successful now. I had all the things right for a small startup company

1. The idea, sell product at a good price in a convenient location.

2. The storefront, with a good price on rent, good location with all the necessary parts to run my specific business.

3. Investor capitol, like I said I put no money into the venture so when the business failed (after parents and family started telling me it would never last and that it was a stupid idea) I lost no money and neither did my investors (they got their money back shortly after opening).

Notice that I was selling a product, but it was actually a service that was my business. I didn’t manufacture a product or make anything. All I did was retail a product that I had access to at wholesale and made a decent amount of money for a 9-10 year old.