@DavidJuurlink Just curious - with all due respect - do you consider that this may be a breach of confidentiality? You are sharing city, date, presenting concern and, while not their name/sex/age, the cats description is enough for people who know this person to recognize.
I'd love to run a bar like this:
- I own it outright, no mortgage
- No electricity
- Icehouse and propane fridge
- No employees, just me
- I live on-site
- Food is pickled eggs and popcorn
- There's an "inn" upstairs: army cots (BYO sleeping bag or buy one from me for $50)
- Fireplace and outdoor bonfire pit
- Light comes from solar-powered Christmas lights
- Cash only, ATM at nearby gas station
I sell cans of Bud, Labatt, and Ballantine Ale. No light beer, no seltzers, no fruity shit. For liquor we have Old Grandad 100 Proof, Newfie "Screech," Ketel One, and Laphroaig. If we have wine it's only Malbec or Argentinian Cab Franc. Would take requests if patrons are genuine regulars.
There are no TV's, but there is Fooseball and a pool table. There's a solar-powered internet radio that only offers stations from rural Quebec, rural Chihuahua, or Indian Rez radio stations that play old country.
Beer is $2/can for Labatt and Bud, $3 for Ballantine. $4 for liquor, no mixers. $1 pickled eggs, $2 popcorn. No coasters or napkins. A night at the "inn" is $15. Six free beers to the man who cleans out the composting toilet system. Three free beers to the man who bucks and splits a face-cord of firewood.
The bar is not a "bar," it's a private residence that hosts a "club." Lifetime membership is $1, and you've gotta sign a waiver.
I genuinely wonder if such a thing could work. The overhead would be practically nothing. You'd have what, property taxes, propane for the fridge, firewood, and of course the consumables.
Might really be an interesting life. Helluva retirement plan; if nothing else even if you broke even you'd stay social well into your years.
As someone who has had multiple burn outs, to a terrifying degree, let me tell you
If you’re neurodivergent, rest won’t do it
You need to refuel with your special interests
You need novelty and challenge
Sitting in silence and simply “resting” might only torture you, shem.
I’m the guy who regulates every other driver's nervous system on the road by the way, like I’m letting you in, I’m giving you space, I’m using my turn signal, we are all going to make it to our destinations on time safe and ready to fuck
you can protect your wardrobe from clothes moths by filling your closet with tiny spiders, who are the moth's natural predator. later, you can deal with the spiders by filling your wardrobe with scorpions.