A customer of mine back in the day was very good at opening bars. Sports Bars, dancing bars..... Whatever.
I never thought of it as much of a skill but evidently it is. A highly sought after skill and he just happened to be very good at it.
He'd start up a Bar/Club/whatever here in town and within a year, they'd let him go. Started out paying him heavy bread but as soon as he got up and running, they'd fire him and bring in some College Puke who would run it into the ground after a while. 90% of the time.
So anyway, he got tired of that shit and started hiring out to Foreign Investors that were opening American style Bars and Clubs overseas. Usually in Hotels.
Giving away my age here but, he got hired to open one in Russia not too long after the USSR shit the bed. So he signs the One Year Contract and takes off. Comes back a year later and he can't shut up about the place. Wants to go back and tried to talk me into going with him. Had an idea about opening a store that sounded like a cross between Spencers Gifts and KMart. He said that the Russians usually had enough to eat, clothes to wear, shoes, transportation..... None of it worth a shit, he said but they had it. It sucked ass, but they had it.
He said what they didn't have was stupid shit we take for granted..... A Toaster, an electric can opener, any kind of convenience item. Any kind of gimmicky gadget. He said they LOVE gadgets.
He told stories of the beauty of Russian women, the power of Russian Men, how you could buy a Soviet Tank if you wanted to.... He said it was like the Old West but better
So then he gets another contract, this time for Egypt. Alexandria, I think. At The American Hotel.
He comes back from that a year later and, again, he can't shut up about it. We got along fairly well. But what he couldn't shut up about was how much he hated the people. HATED them. I mean, hated them with a passion.
He said American Blacks, and Black People in general, were ten times better than Muzzies. He said they had no (0) redeeming value as a people. He said they were unbelievably lazy, stupid, unclean, ugly couldn't organize a one-car-funeral and the whole area was filthy, with open sewers running down the edge of the streets. He talked about the flies. He said they were everywhere. In your house, your car, your food...... Everywhere. And how everything stunk, including the people. And how they were all liars and thieves that were completely untrustworthy.
I don't know what happened to him after that. I think he stopped going overseas or maybe he moved to Russia. I don't think so. I saw one of his old pals and he said he was running around town somewhere, managing something or other.