Okay Bob,
The short version. Golden parachute/early retirement from Polaroid. Took
it. Being an lbc (obligatory) nut and an engineer who thrives on computerized
things, I figured that I'd do well at it. Turns out that NAPA used me as a
guinea pig to determine whether, or not, aa area in which a NAPA store had gone
kaput might not be a good spot for a NAPA owned store. After about a year and a
half I was sitting down with my attorney one day and he looked me in the eye and
said "You're working seventy hours a week and loosing money. How much longer
are you going to keep it up?" We closed the doors the next week. Instead of
having put my money into inventory, I should have hired the absolute best
outside salesman (salesperson) that I could have found. Competition was
fierce. My attorney, he was good, managed to convince NAPA that had to buy
virtually all of the inventory back from me so it wasn't as bad as it could have
been. So I licked my wounds and worked on collecting the receivables while I
finished restoring the TD as my rehab therapy. Fortunately, a few months later
I got a call from my old boss asking if I'd mind doing some consulting on the
job I retired from. My replacement couldn't handle spending all day in a room
with black walls, black ceilings and no windows. My field is spectroradiometry,
or light measurements. Last year they made me an offer I couldn't refuse to
unretire.
There you have it. How I got around to restoring my lbc. Bob, I'm serious
about the paint.
BTW Bob, how do you know my son?
Bud Krueger
52TD
77MGB
BTW Bob, how do you know my son?
Robert Allen wrote:
> -----Original Message-----
> From: Bud Krueger <bkrueger@ici.net>
>
> > During my brief period of owning a NAPA store <snip>
>
> I was thinking of making this a private post but, hell, it's as LBC related
> as personalized headwear and cat utilization.
>
> So, say Bud, regale us with a story of getting into and then deciding to get
> out of proprietorship of a Napa auto parts store. I always thought that if I
> owned a Napa store, the SO a tavern, Dad had a rental shop, and the son was
> a pimp that, well, would be as close to heaven as any mere mortal could
> expect.
>
> If you want a different topic, how is your son doing?
> --
> Bob Allen, Kansas City
> "I only seem to be employed from the 2nd knuckle down."
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