Making something alongside fried Oreos is a solid way to generate more income for the stand. My problem with introducing and producing another item is that it is relatively labor intensive; a way to get people to spend more money on each Oreo is more up my alley.
Ever faithful in the power of quality, what I'm going to try is adding icings, frostings, and topings so good customer's pupils will dilate and they'll drown in the saliva their mouth was producing in anticipation.
I've been tossing around a few ideas and these are the best four:
Coffee cake crumble (yessss)
Coconut icing (with rainbow sprinkles)
Milk icing (tastes like cookies and milk)
Vanilla Creme (a la cookies and creme)
Each Oreo would be sold for 10 baht with the option to upgrade each one for 5 baht to any icing.
Monday, November 25, 2013
Sunday, November 24, 2013
Sales
No Saturday walking street this week, I need my weekend dammit.
Sunday was weird, though. We got there at 630 and while we were unpacking someone ordered ten. The rest of the night I'd say of the 2.5 hours or so we were there only 20-30 minutes was I standing around idly. Q said many high schoolers were in town b/c of some testing and many tourists from other provinces were visiting and both accounted for much of the uptick.
About 110 sales were made, I made a perfect amount of batter, and I'd become very, very good at both making them and making the batter really last. Considering my time was saturated with making them I'd say it's finally time to figure out how to add something to the 'store' to make more money.
Hmm yes.
Sunday was weird, though. We got there at 630 and while we were unpacking someone ordered ten. The rest of the night I'd say of the 2.5 hours or so we were there only 20-30 minutes was I standing around idly. Q said many high schoolers were in town b/c of some testing and many tourists from other provinces were visiting and both accounted for much of the uptick.
About 110 sales were made, I made a perfect amount of batter, and I'd become very, very good at both making them and making the batter really last. Considering my time was saturated with making them I'd say it's finally time to figure out how to add something to the 'store' to make more money.
Hmm yes.
Wednesday, November 20, 2013
Future Plans
I'll be brief.
I'm going to stay in Asia.
Right now I'm thinking of 4 locations.
1) Here - For the work/cultural experience, mentors I have, and opportunities I perceive.
2) Taiwan - For the work/cultural experience and money.
3) South Korea - For the work/cultural experience and money (less than Taiwan).
4) Japan - Because it's Japan.
My goal is to be self-employed. I want to make money through a day job and eventually money/people management. I've been gradually taking steps towards this goal and I can feel things picking up as my understanding of much progresses.
I'm pretty happy with the way things have turned out and the way I see things heading. So if you're just dying to see me in person (no skype) you'll have to fly here.
But I'm warning you, you might not want to leave.
I'm going to stay in Asia.
Right now I'm thinking of 4 locations.
1) Here - For the work/cultural experience, mentors I have, and opportunities I perceive.
2) Taiwan - For the work/cultural experience and money.
3) South Korea - For the work/cultural experience and money (less than Taiwan).
4) Japan - Because it's Japan.
My goal is to be self-employed. I want to make money through a day job and eventually money/people management. I've been gradually taking steps towards this goal and I can feel things picking up as my understanding of much progresses.
I'm pretty happy with the way things have turned out and the way I see things heading. So if you're just dying to see me in person (no skype) you'll have to fly here.
But I'm warning you, you might not want to leave.
Friday, November 15, 2013
I will destroy you
Big Thai holiday this weekend.
Guess what someone is selling at one of the festivals?
FRIED FUCKING OREOS.
It's a band of Thais and a white guy, all look to be in their thirties.
It's on.
Guess what someone is selling at one of the festivals?
FRIED FUCKING OREOS.
It's a band of Thais and a white guy, all look to be in their thirties.
It's on.
Sunday, November 3, 2013
Yay
Yesterday Q and I tried to open shop at Saturday walking street but long, confusing story short we weren't able to. However, tonight we did get to sell at Sunday walking street. Our setup was decent and some sprucing up will help sales. We started around 6ish and ran out of dough by 8. I thought what I made would get us through all the 324 Oreos we bought but it only got us through about 180.
We'll be "reinvesting" all of the profits until we have all of the equipment necessary to run a tight ship. I'd like to have the sweetest setup on walking street; after all, money really does make money.
During the week I'll be figuring out a lot of numbers from the night but for now I'm beat and need to get to sleep.
Before I sign off, something funny. I have a handlebar mustache and so does one of the members of the most popular band in Thailand, Carabao (ka-rda-bao). Wherever I go I always here someone quietly say to a friend "carabao" and hear giggling. Sometimes I don't do anything, other times I look at them and smile/laugh/twirl it grimly. Once a 7-11 employee did it and I looked at them, kind of startling them. I started to laugh. They started to laugh. They tried to stop laughing. I tried to stop laughing. Then we both kinda tried to stfu and not laugh while I bought things. I think people in the city recognize me and it's just what they're calling me.
But now...
Now I'm already hearing "fried oreo" and it's been an hour and half since I left.
I think next weekend I'm going to have to go a popular bar and just make it rain packs of Oreos while slamming whiskey. I'll list it under expenses as "Customer Relations."
We'll be "reinvesting" all of the profits until we have all of the equipment necessary to run a tight ship. I'd like to have the sweetest setup on walking street; after all, money really does make money.
During the week I'll be figuring out a lot of numbers from the night but for now I'm beat and need to get to sleep.
Before I sign off, something funny. I have a handlebar mustache and so does one of the members of the most popular band in Thailand, Carabao (ka-rda-bao). Wherever I go I always here someone quietly say to a friend "carabao" and hear giggling. Sometimes I don't do anything, other times I look at them and smile/laugh/twirl it grimly. Once a 7-11 employee did it and I looked at them, kind of startling them. I started to laugh. They started to laugh. They tried to stop laughing. I tried to stop laughing. Then we both kinda tried to stfu and not laugh while I bought things. I think people in the city recognize me and it's just what they're calling me.
But now...
Now I'm already hearing "fried oreo" and it's been an hour and half since I left.
I think next weekend I'm going to have to go a popular bar and just make it rain packs of Oreos while slamming whiskey. I'll list it under expenses as "Customer Relations."
Friday, November 1, 2013
I will be avoiding glass
At lunch today I was sitting in the teachers lounge/hiding place when I heard a familiar sound -a classroom door swing open much too fast, it slamming into the wall it's attached to, and then glass shattering.
This time it was a little too loud.
Being the awesome human being I am, despite me not being on duty I decide to go help clean up.
Glass and blood.
I'll find out more on Monday but this is what happened. A student *tried to* fling the door open by pressing on the glass window pane. Actually, I'm pretty sure the door was a bit jammed so he punched the glass. If it wasn't glass he was punching, the action would have made sense. I often kick my classroom door open if the bottom get's stuck.
So this poor child punched through glass.
And this isn't the kind of glass you'd find in a modern American home.
This is fucking GLASS. The kind that used to be made, but was discontinued because when it shatters it turns into knives.
The boy's hand was wrapped, he was shuttled to a car, and they gunned it to the hospital.
David, Boy, and I were cleaning up and pulling the remnants out of the window and David kept remarking how badly this student's hand looked -said the cut was real deep, real ugly.
Later that day I got to see a photo of the wound, taken at the hospital.
It was around the outside part of his hand, pinky side. The wound was straight to bone and the cut was so clean it looked like a surgeon flayed the side of his hand wide open. The glass also severed the tendon and the surgeons "couldn't find it."
This time it was a little too loud.
Being the awesome human being I am, despite me not being on duty I decide to go help clean up.
Glass and blood.
I'll find out more on Monday but this is what happened. A student *tried to* fling the door open by pressing on the glass window pane. Actually, I'm pretty sure the door was a bit jammed so he punched the glass. If it wasn't glass he was punching, the action would have made sense. I often kick my classroom door open if the bottom get's stuck.
So this poor child punched through glass.
And this isn't the kind of glass you'd find in a modern American home.
This is fucking GLASS. The kind that used to be made, but was discontinued because when it shatters it turns into knives.
The boy's hand was wrapped, he was shuttled to a car, and they gunned it to the hospital.
David, Boy, and I were cleaning up and pulling the remnants out of the window and David kept remarking how badly this student's hand looked -said the cut was real deep, real ugly.
Later that day I got to see a photo of the wound, taken at the hospital.
It was around the outside part of his hand, pinky side. The wound was straight to bone and the cut was so clean it looked like a surgeon flayed the side of his hand wide open. The glass also severed the tendon and the surgeons "couldn't find it."
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