My first lesson about money, business, covenants and promisses was given to me in the first grade by Andrei Grigoriev.
He had a knife, knife to die for,
the knife russian paratroupers used to cut strings,
the one which comes out when you push a button.
I wanted it really bad and finally he promissed to sell it to me at $5,
if I could raise them in 1 week.
My daily allowance was 10 cents a day,
so by all means I had to come up with $4.50 cents rather quick.
..and I did,
I started selling my sister's stamps collection, borrowed a few dollars from close friends and in a week I had the magical number, $5.
To my big surprise, the fucker told me that he didn't anticipate for me to come up wiht the money and won't sell it anyway, because the knife wasn't really his.
I learned a valuable lessons:
1) raising money is possible if you put your mind to it
2) selling stamps was a good business, I started my own collection and even brought a few to USA (smuggled them)
3) NEVER trust anybody's good intentions or promisses,
most likely they can't keep them.
Where are you, Andriusha?
The lessons you served me did me good
;-))
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