At first it sounded a little odd that a man planning to die before summer would care so much about the minimum wage.
Seems like he'd have bigger worries than the hourly rate for teenagers.
But then I realized that's his "estate".
For decades as a low-level city drone, the Big Guy has lived large.
Flat screens, new cars, Cornhusker tickets, Las Vegas, cemetery tours, the works.
His estate consists of a mortgage, a bunch of credit card balances, and autographs from some 70-year-old TV extras.
His city-paid life insurance evaporated when he retired, and his pension will cover the water bill.
The minimum wage will have to finance his widow's lifestyle.