6 p.m.
I wasn Ot put on this planet to serve your whims . If you are so tired take a nap in your present seat . O By this time he had uniformed security guards and God knows who telling me I needed to go out with them as if I were being arrested and he was gossiping full force to every Tom , Dick , and Harry on the train making an embarrassing scene . Was I supposed to stop my work because Old Gizzard wanted to go to sleep at 6 p.m. I am not that big of a whore that I exist to please the whims of all old gizzards . So , he and his brown suited thugs got the cold stare from beginning to the end when I sealed myself up in my monkey coffin . I know I have a hard fa ade but that doesn Ot mean I don Ot concern myself with others . If Old Gizzard were choking to death , of course I would give him the Heimlich maneuver .