About 10 years ago, I (m/32) took over a kind of village shop because my father died unexpectedly. I didn't actually want to take over the shop because I was still very young. Since my two siblings also didn't want to take over the shop because they both had higher goals, I did it, mostly out of love for my mother who was very attached to the business. I always got to listen to the same prophesy rom my dear siblings who said that I wouldn't keep the business for three years since no one stood a chance against the big stores in the cities. They always had a big laugh about that. At first it really was a lot of work. 14 hour days were not unusual for me because I still had to do orders and accounting work after normal business hours. I made just enough money to live and I was lucky that I didn't have to pay any rent for the shop location since I took it over along with the business. I also thought that I couldn't withstand the big stores for long.
Meanwhile, the situation changed against all expectations because the elderly people from our village buy almost everything from me since it is difficult to get into the city at their age. The young client is also increasing since not everyone can afford a car or wants to ride 30 minutes on the bus to the city. In short, I'm probably won't become a millionaire with the shop, but I have more than enough for my wife and two children, I can pay off the house, and can also have a treat now and then. Now for my confession: It's currently not going well for my siblings financially and so they regularly ask me for discounted food prices. I don't agree with it since my other customers have to pay full price. In addition, they always put me down since I took over the store. I offer them quality goods that are about to expire for free. I could slap the both of them when they suggest that I stick the business etc. up my butt and that I'm an egotist.
Posted on 11.10.2012, 15:19:07 CET