No one really wants to pay anymore tax but some small business owners really take the piss a little with the bandwagons they jump on.
There’s an excellent ‘bakehouse’ in town, always very busy, they churn out sourdough for £4.50 that kind of thing. Doing that well they’ve opened a decent pizza shop, churning those out for £15 a pop. They do very well in an affluent town.
I saw on their social media the other week them post about how their VAT should be reduced to 10%. How’s about fuck off.
Same with the local farm shop. Again a nice place and attracts those well off enough to pay the inflated prices as it says ‘farm shop.’ As soon the farm tax was mooted the son was in the local paper and driving his tractor about. Funnily enough failed to mention the millions the family have made from selling off their land for housing. Again, fuck off.
I have not seen a cafe/pub/restaurant or deli in years that makes any money.
The best one makes about 5% but that is without any rent.
I think employed people seem to have an idea that small businesses coin it in. In reality very few do, the good ones tend to make the owners the equivalent of a mid manager salary at a large firm. And the tax bill tends to be similar.
Clearly there are other advantages, not having to answer to anyone else for instance. But there are disadvantages too, such as no sick pay - particularly in the smallest businesses - and the fact that the owners tend to work longer hours
Can't speak for Britain, but this is the absolute killer here. Our tax model is pretty naff and dominated by income tax, so real estate is priced far beyond actual "value". And rent just keeps rising. Small businesses are stuffed unless they own freehold, which means we get more franchises.
Depressing as heck.
Mr. Rogers may also refer to the the deceased, former professional country singer. Enjoyed knowing when to hold em, knowing when to fold em, knowing when to walk away and knowing when to run.
Not to be confused with Loggins. A popular works of whose is being played immediately after (by that point) actual Mrs. Seán and I have exchanged vows and go to sign the register. True story.
You watch a lot of movies. I'm pretty sure you know exactly who he is.
I love Canada and I don't miss the UK. But that's not really the point, which is that you grumble about literally everything. Trains. Politicians. Sport. British people. Non-British people. Non-British people enjoying sport. I suspect the only thing that brings you joy is complaining about the things that don't.