starting a business seems to be tough business. start up money is fine if you have a structured settlement or annuity - even more so if you're a customer of J.G. Wentworth. even if you have the best idea in the world (the "jump to conclusions" mat for example) - what you're trying to sell is only as good as the people willing to shell out the dough to buy it. which brings me to what i was getting at in the first place...
my great-grandfather's best friend became homeless during the start of the great depression. my ggf (not bff, gf or omgwtfrotlfmao) took him into his home and together they sold neckties to make ends meet (no pun intended). after the depression really wasn't all that depressing anymore, erik (the best friend) asked my ggf to go out to texas with him on a lead that technology in semiconductors was about to be the new way of things. my great-grandmother didn't want to leave the coziness of new jersey (because new jersey used to be a place...well....you could feel cozy in), and about a decade later erik became one of the founders of texas instruments. that speak and spell you loved to whack your little sister over the head with? yeah, there's a small link to me in that wonderous machine. he also became mayor of dallas at one point in time, but i don't fault him for that since i don't think the cowboys even had a team back then.
so while being at the right place at the right time might be paramount in launching a successful business, for some of us it's as frustrating as cambodian calculus.
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