It’s a bit strange that, in New York, of all places, the pay rate is so utterly egregious. Every time you try to claw your way out of one job by looking for another one, you find that the one you’re at somehow manages to pay more than all the others–and you’ll be damned if you take a pay cut in order to achieve some semblance of happiness.
And yet, you continue to troll Craig’s List in the vain hope of finding something that will meet your creative and aspirational needs. All the things that do, however, seem to say the same thing: compensation: no pay. Alas, a man’s got to eat.