Disco for Dollars:

I went downtown yesterday (and up to a coffee shop to have some orange spice tea which might be the best tea I've ever had). Right next to the water tower, a guy was playing some disco music from a portable stereo. He was dancing terribly beside it. There were three people watching him and laughing embarrasedly. The sign next to him read "Grad student discos for dollars."

Is this what humanities grad students have to do to make ends meet?