In Stephen Yorsz’s first life, he trudged through the daily grind as a financial advisor. His job was less than stimulating and devoid of reward. “Basically all I did was talk to old people all day about retirement planning and mutual funds,” Yorsz explained, “and it’s just like watching paint dry.”
So he quit and never bothered looking for another job in finance. Enough was enough. It was time to dream bigger. Yorsz and his friend Brett David wanted to own their own bar. A bar of their own vision. Both men had a background in hospitality and nightlife and shuddered at the prospect of wasting away inside a cubicle as 9-to-6 clock punchers.