It's a Done Deal - Trato Hecho
I have been making deals since I was a little kid. I guess the first few were done verbally and I've always preferred to do it that way since then.
One of the first deals that I made was with a business owner. It was a plant store, and I had the idea that I could repair bicycles in the back of their store. I had noticed a back entrance with a garage door, the kind that rolls up, the kind with a chain that pulls the door around a roller at the top. I did not think that they wanted someone coming in with bicycles during business hours and possibly messing up the plants, so I had my pitch already to include that back door.
I had seen the back door open at one point. I noticed that they kept bags of fertilizer, I think it was, against one wall but there was plenty of room in there and there was also a makeshift workbench.
So of course, I went into buy a plant that I didn't need. As a customer that would bring more respect. I spoke while exchanging money for that sale that they just made. Then I asked about the back room. I told the man that I had noticed there was extra room back there. "Is there any chance that you'll be looking to rent part of your back room as a place I could repair bikes? I'm starting a business and I want to make sure that I have enough customers before I open my own place."
First reaction I got was a tepid "no" but I went on to speak more about my vision. I told him that I would open after they've opened and that I would be closed before they close so that I would not need to key to get into the place. "Besides, this is the only offer you're going to have that would lower your rent and keep mine low while I test the waters for my new business." I said.
I heard, "I don't know. Let me think about it. You can stop back next week."
It was a mom and pop business because that was some years ago and that's the way things were back then. A few days later, I was passing by and the mom portion of that duo was unloading the back of a Toyota pickup truck. I immediately parked my bike and started helping her unload sacks of dirt or fertilizer, I don't know which. The phone rang in the middle of the job and she ran to answer it, because that's the way things were back then. Landlines! When she got off the phone the truck was unloaded and everything neatly stacked. I got the customary offer of a nice cold soda, I accepted.
My goal was to stick around just long enough for the pop portion of the duo to see me there, and it worked. He brought up the subject so I wouldn't have to. He told her how I had stopped by with a novel offer, and she remembered it because he had spoken to her about it.
That was the start of a business that I ran out of that back room for the next couple of years. I reduced their rent by $300 per month, and I gave them $20 for every bike that came in and out. They knew how many jobs I did because I left my receipt book there and we just counted the receipts at the end of the month to do the tally.
They never asked me to help unload any trucks or anything like that, but I routinely swept, took out the garbage, and did help with those truckloads of products they had coming in. Theirs was a small business and so was mine, and we just got along. There was never a contract or anything to sign. It worked the same as some of my babysitting jobs or when I cut people's grass for them for $6, once a week or whenever people called me. I had more difficulty with my family. I was constantly asking them if I had gotten any calls.
Life doesn't have to be complicated. Person to person is the way things should be and still are for me when I deal in crypto. Fast, easy, and a lot of shaking hands.