“Aint easy hustlin”, is my story of being a 19-year-old aspiring entrepreneur from Elmhurst, Queens trying to make it big in my home city of New York. I never had it easy throughout my life, but one of my most endearing qualities is that I never complained. My father is my biggest inspiration and role model in life and he’s the burning fire inside my stomach that drives all this ambition. Ever since I can remember, I only got to see my father for maybe a collective hour per week. When I would wake up to go to school at 7 am, my father would be sleeping after coming back home at 5am from driving his cab. When I would come back home from school at 3, my father would already be out of the apartment to drive his cab. We lived in a 1-bedroom apartment where my mother, sister, and I would sleep on the bed and my dad would sleep on the floor. I didn’t think much of it till I got to elementary school and started asking questions when my friends would talk about coloring their rooms blue and all the action figures there parents bought for them this past weekend. My parents did the best they could with the money they had, but every time I received something I would feel extremely guilty inside, it was the worst feeling ever.
I decided something had to be done; I decided I had to hustle and the story of Aint Easy Hustlin takes a start at the Key Food in Queens Boulevard. I purchase Caprisun box of 3 for $5, each box having 12. The next day, I pack my entire book bag with 36 Caprisuns and begin selling it for 50cents a juice. I completely sell out and make 18 dollars, which felt like the world to me back then. I took the 18 dollars and first thing when I got home I gave the money to my mother and told her this is my gift to you, lets just say it didn’t go as I pictured in my head and if you have immigrant parents especially an Asian one, you know exactly what happened to me that day. My dad sat me down and explained to me that the only reason why he works is for me to go to school and get an education, not for me to work and lay off my studies. I never understood it, but I buried my entrepreneurial desires that day in the grave and never looked back till now. It kills me every morning when I wake up and know that my parents want me to become a doctor, my dad worked his entire life from 19-55 to see me become a doctor, but unfortunately that’s not where my ambitions and desires lay.
My most instinctual passion was always business, something my parents look down upon because they believe being a doctor or an engineer is the only way you can get ahead in life. Aint easy hustlin is my story of documenting the hustle, its me bringing you guys along on an adventure where I build businesses with an enormous chip on my shoulder, I’m either going to be successful and change my parents way of thinking, or I’ll be the biggest failure they know of. Either way, make it or not, the journey is what I thrive off of, I love having a chip on my shoulders, I love it when my heart rate goes through the roof as I embark on a cold call or meet a prospective client. Entrepreneurship and business was always my first love, but I’m not sure if I’m going to ever get her. Either way, I want you guys to all see me at least approach her and get rejected, or take her out on the best date of her life.