The Fellow once had a real job that he quit after wanting more out of life than 12-hour work days covering small town politics. So in a mid-20s crisis he did what any entitled millennial would do: packed a bag and bought a one-way ticket to NYC in hopes of making it big. He's now just a fellow being paid well-below minimum wage and living on a random person's couch.
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Living the fellowship lifestyle. Plenty of openings, very little compensation.
Not if you saw my salary