You know when you’re in the fancy part of town and you wander into some clothing store and you’re like, dude, that’s a pretty cool t-shirt! You casually look at the price tag and it’s…$240 plus tax. You’re like, What the fuck? Are they out of their mind? That isn’t worth anything close to that amount of money. You storm out.
As an entrepreneur, I admit that this is how I feel about hiring my fellow Americans. Like who do you think you are telling me you need $140,000 a year plus benefits?
Dude, I could get an entire village just outside Calcutta to spend 14 hours a day doing whatever the fuck I want for the price of your Brooklyn-bound-L-train ass.