Antiques Trader : I am most afraid of you intelligent people. You all become so unproductive so soon. Like going on a strike. I'm offering you a job, it maybe mundane, but show some kind of respect to that offer. You respond with 'I don't do charity!'
K: You are right. We are on strike, in a more self-destructive, 'I shall deprive you the pleasure of making me suffer' way. Most of the work is not what we seek, and we are now refusing to take out someone's trash. I'd rather not do anything, than write empty letters...
