OK, so I'm no Warren beatty. But I could give NED BEATTY a run for his money! ("squeal like a pigggg!!")

Not a whole lot of story in the "Music Store owner for a day", Steve. My security-conscious ex partner decided I'd LOVE to own my own business and encouraged me to:

Lease a store.

Get a business license.

Build shelves and make a sign ("Acoustic Workshop")

Order inventory from music suppliers.

Announce a "Grand Opening" date.

After two days and nights of worry and no sleep I decided:

Shopkeepers have to get up at 7am.

They have to be there EVERYDAY!

They have to know how to keep books.

They have to really BELIEVE in what they're doing (I didn't)

so:

On the night before opening day, I got every Bluegrass musician I knew together and we had a LOUD jam until 2 am. Several other tenants in the building complained mightily to the landlord. He told me "there'd be no more of that kind of thing". I told him "There sure would"! He cancelled my lease the next day. I went home and got yelled at by Nancy....but oh boy did I sleep well afterward.

"Glengarry glen Ross and Tin men (and Fargo) are some of my favourite American films ever. Maybe I secretly WANT to be a salesman! Just call me "Biff".

Rick