There was an arcade on St. Catherine street in Montreal. While doing my PhD at McGill, I cleaned the toilets and floors at this arcade at night after it had closed. I also washed dishes at Bar B' Barn on Guy Street. That's how I paid my tuition and supported myself. When I graduated and had a job, I went to the restaurant for dinner with my wife. That's when I revealed who I was. No one knew. They were shocked. We had a free meal that night.
The streets of Canada are not lined with gold. Life for newcomers can be hard. But hard workers buckle up, take whatever job they can get and try to improve their lot through education or learning a skill. Mechanics, nurses, lab technicians all earn decent wages. If this jerk at Tim Horton's is complaining, let him get the hell out and go back to the Bangladesh shit hole from hence he came. No sympathies. Zero!