Well, interesting times ahead.
I have 2 weeks left on the old residence permit. Got a woman lined up to "marry" if needed to get the paper but thats last option. I, like many Americans it seems living abroad have become a bit tired of the jokes as to what we are supposed to be like and well, kind of took a bit of a gamble. First though some background as to why this gamble is a bit nuts...
Place I have worked for 8 months of the last 5 years has been in business for the last 20 years. Small town, much like a coastal town there. In the winter slow and locals mostly, summer and everyone is there. Being basically the main and only option for so many years also pulls a little influence from the township. Only one other restaurant really. It has only been open 2 years and thus had a bit of a sturggle due to the "tradition" of people always going to the other.
I have usually always been on the other side of the exploited foriegn worker in the past. In a country known for lack of corruption and such I never thought I would find myself in such a weird situation as I saw 2 weeks ago. After a bit of thinking and couple of phone calls I faced a hard situation where I had to tell my employer, my only viable way of remaining in this country at the time, my "family" of sorts, that I thought their business practices and employer-employee skills were wacked. Of course from my side the f yous and stuff were flying. I mean hey, I work until my feet bleed in summers, no joke. 18 hour days, no break, 110degree kitchen and so forth make the body do odd shite. Self suture when accidents with knives and tired minds happen. Anyone who knows me knows that these kind of things are just ripe for me to open my mouth....
So the unknown...
Other place calls...
What was once my home has now become my competition. And I am a vindictive little shite. The owner wants to walk away from all respsonibilty of any food or drink item. Its all on my shoulders now. Not that big of a deal when I think of back in the USA where the biggest issue was trying to arrange a green card or something. But now comes the test of these last 5 years of hard work. Do I pull this off and keep this ladys place alive and make it thrive or does it go down?
I am making arrangements between fishermen, gardners and bakers to get much of what I need and in doing so requires every bit of language skills I have learned in two languages that are not my own. Let alone having to read and learn labor laws, health codes and taxation systems..
So can I pull this off or what???
So far have had rave reviews, but the honeymoon is always better right?
If I fail this Im screwed... and Holdy gets to keep a board and qball all of the sudden has a quiver of 8 or so.
What do you think will happen?