This is a little off topic, but i'd like to address some of the crazy things that Big Frank had to contend with over the decades while owning bars & restaurants.
People would come in sometimes and say things like, "Why are you charging so much for a fuc7%ing beer! My god, we can go across the street or down the beach and get a beer for 40-pesos less! You must be out of your fuc&^%ing mind!"
Big Frank would just smile. Sometimes, depending on how much scotch and Viagra he'd consumed, he'd throw out one of his sarcastic response, but mostly he just brushed it aside.
Everyone is on a budget. I'm on a budget, and everyone around me is on a budget. But what some people on a budget try to do over and over throughout the years was browbeat, or "shame" Big Frank into lowering his prices. It was as if to say to him, "Listen, this is what I want to pay for a beer, and you are a stupid man if you do not charge what we want you to charge!"
You see this everyday. People will go into a restaurant, supermarket, bar, hotel, brothel and say, "Look, so and so down the street is only charging this amount for a blow job! I want to sit here and watch my game, but i don't want to pay more for a blow job then what i pay so and so down the street!"
People's logic dumbfounded me. Really, its hard to shock me. But some of the logic and reasoning that people use sometimes, sends me into cardiac arrest. I have to keep heart defibrillators at my side at all times when i'm at work. But for Big Frank--who has been in the business more than 150-years, he heard it all before. He was a Master at brushing aside bad logic and reasoning. Not me, i was like, "Who and the f&%^ck taught you how to reason!?"
Big Frank was, and still is, the gentleman who, despite listening to people come in and complain about the prices, just sat back and observed people. He was a student of people and personalities. He loved watching people. He loved telling stories. He loved pussy and Gran Marnier too, but that's another story. The man possessed thousands of bar, restaurant, and people stories that go back to the early 1900's. He's larger then life. He's a raconteur--a cross between Oscar Wilde, Dorothy Parker, and a badly dressed drag queen.
I loved the man like a father.
Frank