This might be one of the top five stories ever told on these forums.
Minnie the Moocher being #1 of course.
Funny, I was sure that my roommate story tops the hobo one.
i'll agree with you since i didnt hear about Minnie the Moocher...
I honest to god lived out of my car for a whole summer. It was great, except the part about begging for food. But I had my sister for that part so I managed to get by.
i'm not gonna go there....
Here's my hobo story (one of many i assure you...)
I was 18 at the time and didn't own a car yet so i was taking the public bus to work on a hot summer day. The bus stop isn't very far from where i live, but its on a main strip that has a lot of small businesses, and the stop closest was in front of some sort of rehabilitation center and there were always weird characters hanging out in front.. some looked mentally challenge and some looked fine but then they'd speak and you can tell that crack or whatever drug of choice they were on fried their brain.
So i'm waiting at this bus stop because the rehab center has these stone slabs meant for siting, and they were in the shade so a cold seat was welcome on such a hot day. Two seats down there was a guy who was clearly homeless. A few minutes after sitting there, minding my own business listening to my cd player, i can see that this hobo had started talking to me even though i wasn't paying attention and couldn't hear anything. I felt bad so i pulled a headphone down and said "what?"
he was in mid-sentance saying "i'm not doing nothing. You look like a good kid. Some of these kids... they... these kids kick me in my sleep. I'M NOT DOING ANYTHING! i'm just trying to sleep and these kids come and kick me but not you... i've never seen you around but you look like a good kid. I'm afriad every night i try to go to sleep cuz they try to mess with me but you're a good kick I'M NOT DOING NOTHING"
at this point i'm staring at my watch wondering why the bus is late. I excuse myself to get up to check the schedule and he's still going on and on about how kids beat him and throw things at him cuz he's homeless. I felt bad... plus it was too hot outside of the shade so i sat back down. I'm sitting there, nodding to everything he says. We're on a corner mind you, in front of a street light when a cop car stops at a red light.. The bum see's the cop car and stops mid sentance to scream out to them "I'M NOT DOING NOTHING WE'RE JUST TALKING I AINT DO SH*T" then whispers "i'm not botherin nobody, you know you look like a good kid i don't have to be 'fraid of you"
The bus came, i said 'gotta go' and he thanked me for listening and put his hand out....
i felt reall really bad so i extended mine to him. His hands were so dirty but i did it, i shook his hand and hopped on my bus. i made sure not to touch anything with that hand till i got to a bathroom and washed it