To explain why this blog is called "Bum to Bankroll," I have to first admit to being a bum. I'm not talking about a guy who sits on the couch and doesn't take showers for three days. OK, I'm that kind of bum, too. Sometimes. But in late 2007, I could no longer afford to keep driving a taxi in Orange County, California. I walked away for both financial and health reasons. For almost a year, I lived on the streets of Southern California, panhandling to survive. The streets sound cool in gangsta rap songs. But they are far from cool in reality. How did I wind up homeless? By working 80 to 100 hours a week as a taxi driver. No booze. No drugs. Well, a lot of caffeine to work them crazy hours, but that was it. I became completely homeless by working more hours a week than most people ever will. The industry was dying, and I just couldn't scrape up enough money to escape.
My panhandling sign usually read "Homeless and Hungry." Simple, to the point, and effective. But after a while I started putting funny slogans on the back of my signs. If nobody responded to the front of the sign, I'd show the funny slogan. It worked a fair amount of the time. This is one of the slogans I actually used when I was a panhandler.
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