Things Are Looking Up

Popovers overcharges for their shitty sourdough bread and egg sandwich that I could make for $1. And the girl asked me my name and I said "Oggy" and she spelled it "Augie". I was disappointed on both counts.

The only reason I was downtown at the ungodly hour of 9 am was because someone had thrown me a life preserver and offered me a chance to tile the bathrooms of the library restaurant. Instead of buying milk and bacon to cook in my van next to the courthouse I splurged and bought a $6 fake egg and cheese sandwich that left me hungry and broke. Then I busted ass all day staging hundreds of 50 lb boxes of tile for the floor and walls...walking up and down stairs and dodging waitresses with fake hospitality voices. The work should last for a few days but will fall short in funding my trip south.