This phrase is for reflection: “The river never goes the other way, so try to live like a river, forget your past and focus on your future, always be positive.”
Roberto Sosa was an old guard merchant, “Robertón the shopkeeper” they called him in the Bebelamas of Sataya, a small and legendary town in the municipality of Navolato where he arrived in the fifties.
He settled in an old house built with woven rod walls, clad with mud and a grass roof endemic to the place, called tabay, in which he lived and ran his tent, the only one in the place.
The groceries of before had no competition, there were no supermarkets or department stores or convenience stores, the grocer was king.
“Robertón” sold everything, but his inventory was small, his capital was not enough for more, he was renegade and demanding with customers, he did not “trust” all of them, nor did he give them a book of “pointed to the line.”
So if someone asked you: “Is there a bean, Robertón?” He would answer: “Sure, if not, what am I doing here?” “I want a kilo.” “Ah, no, I’m just going to sell you half a kilo, because later I will run out and that I will sell to others.”
To those who asked for a pound of sugar, he would sell a quarter and so on, but one day a customer discovered that he was displaying a box full of three-crown chocolates: “Give me all the chocolates,” he asked. “Ah, no, I don’t sell those, they are for me, you don’t see that I’m diabetic, if you take them, I’ll die.” What a hard blow!