My ex wife used to haggle for 50 cents with the poor schmoes selling trinkets on the beach in Mexico for a buck or so, used to piss me off so much, we weren't poor and they were destitute.
As well how the hell could I trust any drink or meal when I was linked to that what ever the Spanish was for 'that crazy cheap gringo lady that insults you to your face when you are just trying to make enough money to eat today'
No one wants to be ripped off but as the old saying goes 'if you pay peanuts you will hire monkeys' I want to pay a guy who knows his craft what he's worth as I expect to be paid myself.
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