Great... if you want to move to India and earn a couple bucks a day

Worthshill might be a worthless human being but it turned out he had a point about hiring programmers from India. It looked like you could move to India and get a job there but there just weren't a lot of programmer positions in California.

Considering you'd been hoping for a promotion, you also search for manager positions but don't find much. So much for computer programming being a safe career.

You keep drinking, keep trying not to listen to the moans and other sex noises coming through the paper-thin walls of your motel room, and updating your resume, posting it on all the job sites you can find.

You turned on his TV when the noises started, tuning into one of the few channels it received. Now it switched to some religious program.

You try to tune it out in your mind and stay focused on your resume but the preacher didn't make it easy and, despite yourself, you're watching the preacher march across the stage while he told the huge audience that they needed to give him money if they wanted to have money themselves.

Which didn't make a lot of sense.

Still, it was strangely compelling.

The logic went like this.

1. God loves you and wants you to be rich and happy.
2. But God needs you to let him know what you want.
3. So, you've got to let God know you need money.
4. The way to let God know you need money is to give it to him.
5. But God doesn't have a bank account of his own, so you have to give it to the preacher.
6. The preacher's prosperity will set an example to God... and the preacher will pray that God will multiply any donations a hundred-fold.
7. The richer the preacher, the richer the congregation.

"Name it and Claim it," the preacher proclaimed. "You say you're suffering and G-od thinks you want more." (The preacher pronounced God with two syllables, something preachers seemed to do from your limited experience).

It was so crazy Mike thought the cops would bust him any minute but, instead, the counter on the screen showed it was working... for the preacher at least. He was raking in tens of thousands of dollars.

Which was frustrating. Even more frustrating, he was surrounded by hot women.

Which was when you had a brainstorm.

Maybe you need to change your career. Maybe you need to become a prosperity minister and get people to send you money.