noon
`` Pardon me , sir ; ever since I left college . '' `` It is not a proper life to lead , my dear sir ; it is simply horrible . Come , you must indeed have done something , you must have loved something , you must have friends . '' `` No ; I get up at noon , I come here , I have my breakfast , I drink my ` bock ' ; I remain until the evening , I have my dinner , I drink ` bock . ' Then about one in the morning , I return to my couch , because the place closes up . And it is this latter that embitters me more than anything . For the last ten years , I have passed six-tenths of my time on this bench , in my corner ; and the other four-tenths in my bed , never changing .