Now it was I who had to manage myself; in the behavior, in the accounts, in the choices to be made managerially, in the immediate resolution of the small (fortunately) problems with the customers, who presented themselves from time to time. But it was important to demonstrate, especially to myself that, the years of apprenticeship had served some purpose. It was not at all easy for the first six months, with all the debts made and the room empty, to choose not to let in some people who would have been harmful for the quiet and tranquility that I wanted to create as an image of the place.
Gradually normal people started to come in and, as was right, appreciation and criticism also began. I had chosen to put myself on a stage and I had to accept everything. I could not escape the judgment of a much desired audience.
I had drunk and tried almost everything when I was young, sometimes exaggerating. Now it was important for me to teach young customers the right approach to alcohol and more experienced customers to offer impeccable service and top quality in a comfortable environment such as the living room. I had also imposed rules that to be consistent with myself I had to enforce customers. The years pass and the way people think also changes. After twelve years of difficulties, satisfactions, exciting moments and moving moments, I had to close the place for reasons of noise and this made me enter into a depression that perhaps I haven't fully absorbed yet. To start over from scratch in a place where you know habits and customs I preferred to move to another place. For 14 years I have lived in Spain, in a town on the coast of Andalusia that has given me many new inputs and helped to partially overcome the blow I received.