Homeless Hobo Karma

[Trilby]

Rooms for turquoise!

I could do that!



seriously, though, you were in a tough spot. You did the right thing by making it bill's call.

[Tulip]

I have an awful tension headache at the moment and feeling tremendously weary. I go into the Cellar to whine and pout about how terrible I feel sometimes. Then I read about other people's lives and realize how blessed I am. I don't intend to say how miserable other people's live are compared to me. I realized that whatever position you are in life, there will always be someone luckier than you, and someone more unfortunate.

Now back to the thread, Sam, you handled that pretty well. I would've stressed out. No wonder I whine so much. Throwing out my cheese, no more whining and groaning. I'm gonna learn how to handle life better.

[SamIam]

Originally Posted by Tulip

I have an awful tension headache at the moment and feeling tremendously weary. I go into the Cellar to whine and pout about how terrible I feel sometimes. Then I read about other people's lives and realize how blessed I am. I don't intend to say how miserable other people's live are compared to me. I realized that whatever position you are in life, there will always be someone luckier than you, and someone more unfortunate.

Very true, Tulip, but wait until you read the latest exciting development. Merc and Lookout would love it.

Apparently, the two groups of Chippawas don't know each other that well, and they were actually trying to go different directions when swept up by our hero in blue. The young woman plus one (two?) children was trying to go North to Grand Junction. The young men and one (two?) children are trying to go east to Pueblo. They say they are looking for work and got some money wired by an aunt today. The East group seems on the level.

But Little Miss North turns out to be a coniver and a con. She waltzed into the office around check-out time and - now, that there were no cops around - pulled a large roll of cash from her back pocket, gave me hundred dollar bill, and wanted another night for the cut-rate price I'd given her the night before.

I wanted to take the credit card machine and hit her over the head with it, and knock that smug little grin off her face. She dragged her poor little girl out to stand in the cold and snow and had proposed to hitch-hike over Lizard Head Pass (el 12,000 ft !) with a small child in tow in the middle of the night. When there's a bus that will take an adult from Cortez to Grand Junction in comfort for only $99.00 (don't know the rate for children, but I'm sure it's less than $99.00). From the size of her wad, Ms. North could easily have afforded this.

Had it been a Monday, I would have called social services and reported her for child endangerment!

The other group got the Western Union from their aunt, payed their room in full, and went off to City Market to buy food for their kids and themselves.

Go figure. I can't. The longer I work at that place, the more cynical I get.

[jimhelm]

Originally Posted by SamIam

But Little Miss North turns out to be a coniver and a con. She waltzed into the office around check-out time and - now, that there were no cops around - pulled a large roll of cash from her back pocket, gave me hundred dollar bill, and wanted another night for the cut-rate price I'd given her the night before.

maybe she just earned it last night in her motel room?

[SamIam]

That thought occurred to me. I put her in next to 3M guy, and he said it was so noisey next door, he couldn't sleep! Poor guy.