The Drifter Lifestyle

So I will again be working at a seasonal position out west. I believe this categorizes me as a migrant worker. My job changes with the seasons. Or maybe a drifter or a transient. Life on the road ain't for everyone. Maybe someday I'll be hoppin' trains and riding the rails. That kind of life would take some getting used to at first, but it might not be all bad. I'd get to make up a sweet hobo name. Here are a few I thought of off hand: Gonzo, St. Ezekial, Hobo Joe, Mortimer J. Fizzlebottom III (Fizzie for short), Old Sweaty Balls. These are just ideas. Then in all your spare time you could just make up some crazy shit to tell the other hobos. Thats what they do to pass time. Just make up the craziest hobo story they can. Then if someone calls you out and says your a liar, you break a bottle over his head and shank his ass with the broken end! One of the keys to survival is making sure everyone is a little bit scared of you. Every once in a while you might have to do something completely nuts, just to keep the other hobos in line. Maybe like lighting someone on fire, or taking a dump on the hood of a parked police car. Yeah. Ok I'm out of ideas, time to go to bed.