As yet, there have been no serious enquiries from prospective buyers for Mobi’s Bar.
A few people have asked at the bar for my phone number but have failed to call; another man from Bangkok asked for precise directions and then his wife called later to confirm she would be coming, but a week later, we are still waiting for them to arrive…
A couple of Thai women have expressed an interest – both of them married to expats, so they obviously expect their respective husbands to dip into their pockets.
One asked if she could pay 50% down and the rest in instalments after she had taken over the bar.
No… I don’t think so…
I am not too concerned as it will take a while for the word to spread, and I am quite sure it will go eventually. I must be patient.
In the meantime Lek and I have to press on and ensure the business is still a ‘going concern’ when we do eventually attract a buyer.
This past week business has been excellent, and on Friday night we had quite a crowd in which gave us one of our highest day’s takings for quite a while.
Earlier in the week (Wednesday) we had yet another karaoke night to bid farewell to one of Mobi’s damsels who was returning home, and that also produced a very decent night’s take, despite the fact that many of our regulars stayed away, (as did I), in order to prevent ear damage.
So business-wise, things are continuing to go very well, but unfortunately on the home front it is not quite the same story.
Lek is exhausted as she does a lion’s share of the work at the bar and often has to get by on just a few hours’ sleep. Last night, she took a shower at about 3 a.m. – and then suddenly shouted out to me from the bathroom. I rushed in to find her crouched on the floor, shivering. She was freezing cold and her lips had gone a nasty shade of blue.
I comforted her and gently led her back into the bedroom where she lay down and I covered her with the duvet. She slowly warmed up and her body returned to normal. I have no idea what had happened, but I suspect that the stress from worrying about the bar and my bad health, and her exhaustion due to lack of sleep is getting to her. It is not good.
As for me, my stomach seems to be getting progressively worse. It seems to takes most of the day to settle down, and whenever I get ready to drive down to the bar, it flares up again and I become plagued with diarrhoea.
On Friday afternoon there was a violent thunderstorm which caused a predictable power cut, and when it was over I had to rush down to the bar to reset the TV’s and sound system which had been thrown out of kilter by the power surge and outages.
A soon as I arrived at the bar I was doubled up with stomach pains and had to sit down for a while before I could get to work and rectify the problems.
The exact same thing happened yesterday, (Saturday).
Lek called me at around 2.30 pm to tell me that her computer had crashed and she couldn’t get the music going. An hour later I drove to the bar and immediately spent the next 15 minutes in the bar loo – this was even after I spent 10 minutes in my loo at home before leaving….
This is what it has come to, and this is why we have to call it a day, business growth notwithstanding.