Becoming a Business Virgin Intro (Part 6)

I thought the fight was over once I left the ring of my recent job. As I started to leave the ring, I heard the bell rung to release the opponents from both sides, without much thought of what I just went through, life starting attacking me with a vengeance. Left jab… right jab… and watch out for the uppercut!  Things in my life were happening back to back. Over the next two years; job searching was depressing, I got into a pretty rough car accident, my children and I went homeless twice due to irresponsible landlords, my grandmother died and so did my best friend Stan shortly afterwards. With all this going on as you can imagine school was off and on as well. Everything was overbearing to the point that one day, I found myself just taking a ride… I just needed time to myself.

Riding along in my car, I found myself reevaluating my life and asking myself questions like “What do I really want to do?” and “Why am I going through all this?” until it hit me… I forgot that I had an assignment due today for class. Now even though I was off and on with my schooling, I still somehow hung on. I was literally only three classes away from graduation with my bachelor’s. Immediately I started to look for a place that I can grab a bite and sit. As I drove along, I saw Saint Louis Bread Co. and decided to stop there.

I arrived to the restaurant around lunch time so it was packed. As I grabbed my lunch, I turned around hoping that I could find someone who was located by an outlet so that I could plug up my laptop and get to work. After a couple of rounds, I had no success. Finally, I was approached by a man dressed in a  in a brown and tan suit. He was a foot taller than me and medium build. While he was talking on his cell phone he noticed my slight disposition. Trying to assist me with a solution, he paused from his phone call, smiled, and spoke;

“If you are looking for an outlet to use, you are welcome to sit at my table.” He offered gently.

“Are you sure?” I replied “I really don’t want to disturb your conversation.”

“Oh, don’t worry I’m just about done.” He said with a smile “Please take a seat!”

Relieved, I sat down and thanked him as I started to set up shop while he was finishing up his conversation.

After 30 minutes or so I was deep into research, he finally hung up the phone and looked my way. Seeming somewhat intrigued by what I was doing, he started to ask questions.

“Well since you are sitting at my table, we might as well introduce ourselves… Hi my name is Dr. Jerry Sanders.” He said with a friendly smile while sticking out his hand.

Thrown off by the sudden request, I lowered my laptop to respond. “Hello, my name is Mea. Nice to meet you Dr. Sanders.”

“You look like you are studying pretty tough over there. May I ask are you in school?” He asked as he was looking at the name on an incoming call.

“Yeah, I gotta a couple more classes left.” I replied with a sigh.

“Awe I’m sure that you will make it.” Putting his phone back down he replied with a smile. “What are you going to school for and what is your goal after you finish?”

“Business Administration” I replied with a smile. “After I graduate, I wanted to be a manager of some sort but I really don’t know where to begin. It’s been hard to find steady employment. Jobs that I have been looking for haven’t been falling into my lap you know.”

“Hmmm… that sounds pretty tough.” He said as he sat in deep thought. “What are you good at?”

Suddenly his phone rung again as he waited for my answer.

“Hey.. Did you want to get that? I can wait?” I replied concerned.

“No worries, I will answer it in a second” He replied without removing his smile “It’s just a typical day in business.”

Hesitant to reply, I went ahead and spoke. “I am good with paperwork, keeping things organized, and desktop applications.”

“Interesting. You know you sound like an administrative assistant. ” He said with a smile.

” Yeah I know…” I replied with a sigh.  ” but it feels like I want to do more.”

“I see” He replied as he started to lean forward in attentiveness. “Before I leave this table, can I ask you something?”

“Sure, go ahead and shoot.” I replied.

“Have you ever thought about going into business yourself?” He asked with curiosity.

Looking satisfied with his question, he suddenly spoke with enthusiasm “Maybe you should look into it and possibly give it a try while you are waiting on a job to come through for you.”

“Well…” I replied as I was thinking about it “That honestly never crossed my mind.”

“Its tough work but its really not hard, as long as you find something your good at or passionate about you should be good. I actually have a couple of companies myself and it was scary at first but overtime I got use to it.” He replied.

“Oh really” I replied intrigued “What do you do?”

“Well its really simple really. I run a health and wellness clinic and a….” suddenly his phone rung again, but this time his expression seemed concerned. “If they are constantly calling, something must be wrong. Excuse me, I am going to go ahead and take this call.” He replied as he smiled and reached out to shake my hand “It was a pleasure meeting you Mea.”

“Likewise” I replied while still sitting in deep thought.

“Hey…” He said while picking up his phone. “Don’t think about it too long… if you want to go for it, then just start the process. Have a good day!”

He suddenly rushed off and disappeared into the busy lunch crowd.

“Hmmm… Interesting fella.” I thought as I reflected to my current situation. “Me, being a business owner? I don’t even know where to begin and plus I want something steady right now. Maybe I’ll look into it, but right now I have to finish this homework.”


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