Worst. Mentor. Ever.

October 2011. I’m sitting at a sushi bar downing $2 rolls and bogo margs (see: the coupon problem).

Mysterious Asian lady leans over. “You see that?” she asks, pointing at a bottle of Tiger Beer.


“That’s me. I did that.” Her eyes illuminate.

“I’m sorry?”

“I brought Tiger Beer to America.” she says.

Fast forward 4 months.

We opened a Vietnamese restaurant in 3 days:

  • Friday- acquired an ice cream joint ($10k)
  • Saturday- supplies at Restaurant Depot ($300)
  • Sunday- painted the storefront (priceless)

To be professional we named it We Suki Suki. And then we opened on Valentine’s Day.

Fast forward 2 weeks.

I posted something online about Trayvon Martin (it just happened), got in a dispute with Mysterious Asian lady, and consequently lost all my equity in the business.

Fast forward to the other day.

She mailed me $500.

Guess I won the bet?