Day CCCXL

Crazy Cubans

     Cubans are, the ones I’ve met, very hard working entrepreneurs. One of my suppliers was a Cuban group, and one of the owners, Don Pedro was always coming up with stuff. Over the years there had been improvements in television, TVs were getting bigger and bigger, our little fad was dying, and it was only a matter of time before it was dead. So, Don Pedro formed a group to sell closed circuit TV to hotels, and other business. They worked mostly in Jersey, and with their compatriots in Queens. I really liked him because he was in his eighties, and his mind was so freaking creative. In fact he was so farm out, he and his guys sold something that wasn’t even invented yet…at the time.

     Porno was starting to get big, and they were installing remote video systems at small hotels. The clerks controlled the videos, and he even sold them a video library. They were making money, and when his pal met some Cuban hoes in Miami, they pitched me an idea to make porn, but that was not for me. There are some things I’ll never touch. Anyway, one day his top salesman went to a big ten story hotel, and sold them the system. The problem was they included a gizmo to control videos in each room that didn’t exist at the time.

     “Hijo, (son), you need to help us,” he says to me.

     “Watza matta Don Pedro?”

     “Los Americanos son the greatest inventors on the planet you know.”

     “So?”

      “They have all kinds of inventions, and I know somebody must have a video control gizmo of some kind, somewhere, to control multiple rooms individually in a hotel at the same time.”

     “Ya wanna sell it ta somebody?”

     “Somtheeng like dat.” He smiled.