So, my sisters and I have a restaurant. A very unexpected inheritance from our grandmother. Have you ever received restaurants as a gift? We didn’t even know she owned one!
By the way, along with the restaurant, we inherited Paul—the head chef and, incidentally, our co-owner. Plus, there’s the menu with the most delicious dishes, a holey carpet, and a very interesting condition: all of us (yes, together with Paul!) must work in the restaurant for exactly one year, otherwise we won’t be able to sell it.
Of course, none of us had ever managed a restaurant before. Still, we went ahead and took the job.
Will it work out? We’ll know exactly in a year.