Whenever I go to a place and it’s closed at a time that seems pretty fucking early or it’s just closed altogether on what I believe is a random ass day, my initial thought is how fucking inconvenient and annoying it is that the world doesn’t revolve around me. What kind of bullshit is that? I mean obviously, I wanted to go inside of this place and now I can’t because of whatever-the-fuck reason they decided to not be open. But the REAL ass Anna, FUCKING LOVES IT.
If I were to have any type of business or establishment and I got to operate it in the way that I wanted to fucking operate it regardless of what anyone else says. Guess what? We’d probably be closed on Mondays. Because Mondays are my favorite day of the week to have off of work. Everyone dreads Monday because for most people it represents the start of their shitty work week. I aspire to be at a place in my life where I could operate a business or service that’s in such high demand that I could still profit greatly ON MY IDEAL SCHEDULE. It’s my business and I get to decide when I want to run it. If you don’t like it, you don’t have to have to give me your business.
So next time you’re favorite spot is closed. Think about the owner sitting back and enjoying their fucking life that they set up for themselves where they can afford to close shop during whatever fucking time they wanted to, knowing damn well their bank account was still going to thrive. It’s not all about money y’all and WE’RE NOT SORRY for being closed.
That’s my rant for the day.
Here’s to hoping it makes sense.