09/22/2020
Sunday.
A brother is standing in Clark Park, with about 300 members of BLM, Antifa, larpers with foam swords, dirtbag baristas and so many other beautiful, grimy, ferociously righteous citizens of West Philly.
They're waiting for the Proud Boys to show up, and Afro Crypto is walking among them, texting a dude about an iPhone 7 Plus.
We need to talk about this.
We're looking at a so-called reporter. He's skinny, dressed all in Black and he doesn't sit right with us - reporters don't completely cover their faces. There are the do******gs racing around the perimeter of the park in an old Chevy Aerovan, a Trump flag flapping along its side. There are the brothers on their ponies, right there in the middle. And there are cops. About 20 of them, sitting in a little swarm across the street from Green Line Cafe.
A brother is ready to fight, but damn, he wasn't thinking about any of this when he told dude to meet him in Clark Park at 3. We only wanted an iPhone 7 Plus.
How do we get here? Not by choice. We skid here. We fall down the steps and wake up here. We wanted to get from behind the wheel, and freelance web design seemed like the most direct route. Then the car started to hesitate when it got hot, and DoorDash went from a flood to a trickle.
It became a trap. Push hard for three more months? It seemed like a good idea for a smooth dismount. Now, all we can picture is the car sitting on the Platt Bridge, steam hissing from under the hood, a huge order of Chic Fila getting cold in the passenger seat. No money to get it fixed. No smooth dismount.
It was a recipe to taking Uber to a job at UPS where we would watch our body break down just like that Subaru Outback, one 50 pound box at a time.
And our phone broke. And the new one - the expensive Android that we didn't want, but was the only thing that they had in stock - had a firmware issue. And so, when the iPhone repair course popped up on our FaceBook feed thanks to the algorithm, it had our attention.
How long does it take to get momentum as a web developer? Two months? Three?
With iPhone repair, it's weeks, not months.
The only hurdle is the cost of the inventory; two replacement screens for each model. It's less than a grand, but way more than a brother has. Which is how we end up at a counter protest to a Proud Boys rally. We can't afford the inventory, but I can afford to buy a phone, and I can afford to fix it and flip it.
We've got four phones now. The first was an iPhone 6s that we bought from a skinny kid in the Northeast. There was the iPhone 6 picked up from a chubby kid in Wilmington De. An iPhone 8 with a broken front and back glass. Hopefully it's in the mail. And the 7 Plus, from the Antifa rally.
We're in flip mode, building up seed money. The goal is the habit. Have the capital to buy a couple of phones a day, and the inventory to flip them and sell them quick.
By the 20th phone, we'll have an inventory. Driving DoorDash will be a distant memory, and We'll be doing iPhone repair at Uncle Bobbies cafe, because it's dope.
We can talk about freelance web development later. It's still a priority, but it's phase two.
Tomorrow, let's talk about not getting scammed. That's what we talked about with the dude at the rally, selling the iPhone 7 Plus. He tried to school us to the game as he tried to game us with a phone with a broken camera.
So yeah, sit down. Tomorrow we're talking about protection.
Pictured, the Clark Park rally. We were there. There we were.