Try explaining to them a new business model-charge a reasonable price, provide services rendered, and don't bore and/or frustrate any of your clients with third world tales of woe. Dudes on vacation don't want to hear that shit. The chicas will look at you like you're crazy, because that will deviate from their game plan, passed down from one generation of putas and liars to another. They figure if it works one time out of a thousand then it's worth it.
It's not a puta thing, and it's not a poverty thing. It's a Dominican thing. I walked into one of those Yemenese delis in the 'hood and saw someone who looked familiar making sandwiches. He seemed to have a bad attitude, and I found out why. He was the brother of one of the guys from the band Aventura. The story goes that they weren't on speaking terms because the guy refuses to give homeboy any more money, so now he has to work at this deli and was none too pleased about it. The last bit of cash he received he spent on a Cadillac Escalade and was pestering his brother to give him more money because he was too broke to buy gas.
The guy who told me this story, a working class Dominican with limited education, took the deli monkey's side. He said "that's fucked up on his part. He should look out for his brother". When I said "Why didn't he do something constructive with the 50-60 grand his brother gave him, like go to college or a trade school?" He looked at me like I was out of my mind. 'Why would he do that when his brother is loaded?", was the response.
Oh, OK. Now I get it.
I stopped trying to decipher their thought process a long time ago.
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