Like… bitch, the fuck do you care? You only want me for my cheap labour don't you? Why does it matter to you what am I going to do with that laughable amount you'll give me in the end? You won't hire me if I tell you I'm going to spend it on myself and all the little things in life that makes it somewhat more bearable here for me, will you?
If I don't say I'm going to save every little penny I find after paying the mandatory rental, bills and food so I can be prepared for an upcoming tough time, I won't give off the rEsPoNsIbLe PrOfEsSiOnAl vibe you are so eager to fill your team with. A team of semi skilled cashiers and cooks in a fast food restaurant for context.
I can't fucking believe we have to ask people why do they need money in a world where money equals your quality of life. WOW! Someone wants a better life quality rather than barely surviving the month, what a surprising twist of events!