January 2012
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I see poor people.
Last evening as I was leaving Chinatown Complex after packing up my stall, I spied a man - who was probably in his forties - roaming suspiciously around the near deserted centre. He seemed ordinary enough, well-dressed in a long-sleeved shirt and pants, a leather satchel in one hand and an umbrella, the other.
Interest piqued, I followed him for a bit. I then watched, stunned, as he swooped down...
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Three months. And counting.
A week into starting The Good Beer Company, we had a well-intentioned (if a bit rude) middle-aged passerby who boldly predicted that our business would be shut within three months.
He couldn’t understand why anyone would pay about more than twice the price and get less than half the equivalent amount of a Tiger beer for an imported foreign beer. “You should sell Tiger, Guinness or...
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First post.
There. I’ve finally gone ahead and set up a blog about my hawker centre beer business.
A few friends have been prompting me to do this ever since I started sharing some interesting encounters at The Good Beer Company on Facebook, such as the incident with the crazy old man pissing at the back of my hawker stall.
I guess it’s a good way to chronicle my entrepreneurial journey as well,...
