mcdonalds

During some mid-workday emailing, Alec and I are discussing some friends of ours who are migrating to New Zealand and opening a restaurant. We both agree it’s a damn cool thing to do, but Alec mentions that it’s a risky move without prior experience in the restaurant industry.

He continues:

“But then I’m very unromantic about business. I quite like the idea of starting my own business but I’d focus on low cost, high turnover food where start up costs are lower and potential profits are far higher. When I’m manager of McDonald’s Pasir Ris I’ll bring you back french fries every night. I’ll fill a bath tub with their mother fucking chilli sauce.”

Unromantic my foot. Now I’m all choked up.