Prince Charles

Charles Bukowski:

How in the hell could [anyone] enjoy being awakened at 8:30 a.m. by an alarm clock, leap out of bed, dress, force-feed, shit, piss, brush teeth and hair, and fight traffic to get to a place where essentially you made lots of money for somebody else and were asked to be grateful for the opportunity to do so?

8:30?! It shows how little the onetime factotum knew about conventional day jobs. Isn’t it more like 6:30?

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Get up at 10:30 instead. And read New Escapologist.