Recently, I was at a bar with a single friend when we were approached by two pretty affable, hipster-seeming guys. I don’t use that term negatively…I love hipsters! But you know what I mean: We were in Williamsburg, they were dressed in the appropriate ripped t-shirt and whatever-shorts manner, and exuded a vibe that clearly said “We play in a band, or something.” One of the guys claimed to be a coffee barista, and his roommate was in finance. Already, I sensed something was up: How can a coffee-slinger afford to live with somebody who works on Wall Street? A trust fund?
Nope: As it turned out, this guy not only owned/managed the well-known cafe he purported to just work at, and made thousands of dollars on the side by selling his paintings and giving drawing lessons to Hugh Jackman. What? More