half past seven in the morning
He thought I would fall down . I was simply crazy to go . I had seen the salesmen get down late , sit around like gentlemen , josh the bosses , smoke good cigars and come and go when they pleased for eight months in the year . This looked better to me than slaving away making out bills from half past seven in the morning until half past six at night , going out at noon hungry as a hound and having to climb a ladder after a ham sandwich , a glass of milk and a piece of apple pie . `` I had kept myself pretty well togged up and , as my father would n't do anything to get me started , I made up my mind to go straight to the boss myself . He was a little fat sawed-off . He wore gold-rimmed glasses and whenever he was interested in anybody , he would look at him over his specs .