Seriously though I hated school because all I ever wanted to do was work and earn money. I always skipped school and went to work at Demark Rd market in Moss Side for the Jews and the Pakistanis.
My Dad never gave a f*ck so long as I came home with money in my pocket.
After working at Denmark Rd market I figured out a way to undercut the market stall holders. I started selling identical products door to door in and around the vicinity..I made a paket..
Instead of ploughing all my profits back into expanding my little business I used the money to emigrated to the US - I was 18 at the time.
Once there all notions of starting a business went completely out of my head and I just went on an adventure that changed my outlook on life in general.
I lived with my aunt for about 6 months and she quickly became fed up of me being there so I bought a car and slept in that while holding down two jobs.
I finally got a job as a janitor in a tenement building in North St Louis which came with a free rent apartment...my luck started to change for the best after that.
I ended up in Englewood Chicago working in a machine shop - I was always interested in metal/woodwork while at school - those and PE were the only classes I would show up for so working in a machine shop was right down my alley.
It was 1990 when I arrived back in the England. I had an idea floating in my head to import American Football/baseball shirts into the UK - I quickly dismissed it as a pipe dream. I eventually enrolled in a biz admin access to university course a City College Manchester.
From day one at City College I started to develop my business plan. My aim was to start a business that didn't need capital. I knew at the time the banks wouldn't fund my plan because as I didn't have a credit rating.
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