I’ve sold hundreds of thousands of dollars worth of coaching services, directly and indirectly.
I’ve sold millions of euros worth of professional services (thankfully I didn’t have to provide them myself.)
But my fondest memories come from selling beer in the Hairy Canary.
The Hairy Canary is a bar in Brussels, Belgium.
Belgium – as you may know – is a great place if you’re a beer drinker, and the Hairy Canary was one of the best places to drink free of molestation and interference.
(That wasn’t the case at the LopLop Cafe, where I cut my teeth in bar work. The beer menu was expansive, and the live music enormous fun, but the Albanian doormen, Moroccan pickpockets and Irish panhandlers added a frisson of violent uncertainty. That’s a story for another day.)