Truth be told, more like crusty punk train jumpers than anything... but still.
Talking to cops at the end of my shift, found out about what they thought at the time was a dead woman near some train tracks.
Went out to the scene and what really happened was she had tried to jump the train with two friends, missed, and was critically injured. They were from NY and were trying to hitch a train ride to Detroit. They weren't in the talking mood (the woman was the one guy's sister and he was pretty distraught) but looked like you'd expect train jumpers to; grimy as hell, hair all dreaded out, one dude had a backpack as big as me and a mangy ass dog.

This sounds too callous, but I love my job.

were thay part of that hobo railway mafia? those guys are fucking crazy.

I found out last night that my new town has 2 hobos that are officially sanctioned by the city council. one of them has cigarette burns all over his clothes because he nods out while whacked out on heroin and smoking. Any hobos other than the 2 are immediately dumped in Pomona by the cops.

I guess they prefer here for their hobos to be more, um, constantly on fire.

Yeah, I'd feel more secure up in THEMSVILLE than with trying to deal with these guys.
Crazy white people are waaaaaaaaay more dangerous.

so who's gonna be the douche that makes an "i met some homos tonight" parody thread?

Some suicidal lady jumped in front of a freight train near my house the other day right as it was going through the station. I thought it was a crazy lady lying on the tracks in some kind of protest, but it wasn't. Held up everyone for like 3 hours.

Selfish way to go if you ask me.

We could start a list, get it out of the way.


1. Homos
2. Molos
3.
4.


etc.

So, you're the ones that are driving my brother's hometown property values down. Quit dumping the hobos in Pomona, then, jerkoff.