Hard Work Does Not Pay

Friday night I was on the promenade waiting on a truck to unload. A pretty girl came out of no where and uncased her guitar and started singing. She had a very pretty voice but what stuck me was she was out there, doing it. She had such courage. I had very little money and was ashamed I could only toss in a couple dollars. She sang out in the cold night air for a couple hours and probably only made about eight dollars total, less than minimum wage. There are drug addicts on the street and crazy homeless people that make $200 a day begging; way more than either of us made. And when I come home and check my inbox I find at least 5 bands have spammed my inbox as well as probably hundreds if not thousands of others. But she was out there doing it.