The café was tiny. Packed wall to wall. The kind of place you’d walk past and never notice if you didn’t know it was there.
A three-piece band crammed into the corner. A guitarist who sang like he’d been doing it since birth. A bouzouki player keeping pace. A woman whose voice cut through the noise like it owned the room.
Plastic chairs. Wine on the table. No menus. You got what they had.
And somewhere between the second bottle and the third song, my friend stood up.
He didn’t say anything.
He grabbed his chair, lifted it above his head, and threw it to the ground.
The café erupted.
Clapping. Cheering. The owner dropped to her knees, clapping him on as he launched into a zeibekiko — the old Greek warrior dance. Solo. Deliberate. Every step earned.
If you’ve never seen one, it’s not a performance. It’s personal. It’s a man telling a room exactly who he is without saying a word.
And this man had every reason to dance like that.
He’s a business owner. Runs a company that hasn’t needed him in the day-to-day for years. He operates from wherever he wants. Greece this week. Dubai the next. The only thing tying him to any one place is tax residency.
Not operations. Not fires to put out. Not a business that falls apart when he leaves.
After the music died down and the wine came back out, he leaned over and told me something I wasn’t expecting.
But that’s tomorrow’s story.
P.S. The principles driving this story are what I teach in Fall in Love with Your Business Again. More on that this week.
P.P.S. I’m not the “systems,” “finance,” or “fix your processes” guy.
I help you fall in love with your business again—Because it finally gives you the life you want today
While setting you up to exit on your terms tomorrow.
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