A 29-year-old screenwriter has doubled down on her criticism of a former Yelp employee who complained that she couldn’t afford to eat on the salary she earned from the company based in expensive San Francisco.
Stefanie Williams blasted the work of ethic of Talia Jane, 25, who was fired hours after she publicly slammed Yelp CEO Jeremy Stoppelman over her entry-level salary in an open letter that went viral.
Jane, who describes herself as an aspiring comedy writer on her website, insisted she could barely afford groceries on her salary of $733.24 every two weeks – while paying a hefty $1,245 per month in rent.
But Williams, who was born in New York but now lives in Charleston, South Carolina, has stood by her now viral post on Medium titled ‘An Open Letter to Millennials Like Talia’.
In a follow-up post responding to a message that said Williams was showing ‘utter disdain’ towards Jane and millennials in general, she said her lack of compassion for Jane’s plight had nothing to do with her losing her job – but her ‘poor decisions’ and ‘begging’.
She added that there is no reason Jane should be asking for donations from strangers online when she could have another job within a week if she tried.
Williams insists that Jane would have no problem securing employment considering she is ‘healthy, capable, white, degree holding and fluent in English.’
A GoFundMe page for Jane, set up by chef Apple-Elgatha Ethel Lee, from Miami Beach, has raised more than $2,000 in donations in just two days.
Here are some of the best excerpts from the letter Williams penned below:
Dear Talia Jane,
After reading your article detailing the absolute struggle you dealt with while working for a Bay Area based corporation, I felt it imperative to address your concerns and, above all, your obvious need for financial assistance. It sounds like you’ve hit some real post Haitian earthquake style hard times, so maybe some advice will help while you drink the incredibly expensive bourbon you posted on your Instagram account and eat that bag of rice, which was the only other thing you could afford!
On working in a job outside of her career field:
Six months later, I was offered the weekend bartending shifts for the month of December. Long hours, lots of stress, I smelled like bad citrus and stale beer most of the time, I had to miss Christmas Eve, Christmas Day and New Years Eve with my family and friends, but I jumped at the opportunity. And all of a sudden, after about a year, I was making enough money to live. And after several years, I was making enough money to live well.
A year later, I was making enough money to move into the City with my best friend. I worked four days a week making anywhere between $50,000 and $60,000 a year — more than many of my former classmates with much more flexibility and far better hours. I was able to travel three times a year, go out with my friends, pay rent, pay for groceries. Above all, I was able to write. And at 26, I signed to United Talent Agency in LA and began my journey into television screenplay writing.
All of this was afforded to me not in the first month I was working at a restaurant, but after I put in the hours, made the sacrifices and sucked up my pride in order to make ends meet and figure out what I wanted to do and how to do it.
On she has no pity for Jane after reading her letter:
Saying you moved in with several roommates to cut costs, tried to budget in a way that was more practical, and applied for jobs that were more about salary and growth than bragging rights and trends, I’d say hey, she’s making an effort. But you are a young, white, English speaking woman with a degree and a family who I would assume is helping you out at the moment, and you are asking for handouts from strangers while you sit on your ass looking for cushy jobs you are not entitled to while you complain about the establishment, probably from a nice laptop.
To you, that is more acceptable than taking a job in a restaurant, or a coffee shop, or a fast food place. And that’s the trouble with not just your outlook, but the outlook of so many people your age. You think it is somehow more impressive to ask strangers for money by writing some “witty” open letter than it is to put on your big girl pants and take a job you might be embarrassed by in order to make ends meet. And as someone who not only took the “embarrassing job,” but thrived at it, made bank from it and found a career path through it, I am utterly disgusted by your attitude.
The whole letter can be read here.
This article originally appeared on the Daily Mail.