Hobos and other stuff. . . .

Big T calls anyone that is standing around on the side of the road a hobo or a bum.   This started when he was very little and had just started talking.  Now that he is older and there are so many people out on the side of the road these days it has gotten more frequent.  We were in town the other day and there were a  group of people milling about out on the corner from a restaurant and T said, "look it's a bum convention."  I admonished him and told him that not everyone on the side of the road was a bum or a hobo.  These folks were actually waiting on the bus.  He replied oh, it's the bum bus.   Some days it is so hard to hold it all together.   I told you all of this to tell you the following.   Dear hubby travels a lot and always stops in Sheetz to grab a drink and a snack, he knows most of the managers of the Sheetz in North Carolina.  He had stopped in one today and this manager had actually been in two other stores dear hubby frequents.  They made some small talk and then got on the subject of people begging for money and loitering.  The manager was talking about a woman that would ask for money all the time for gas.  He said he had run her off at two other stores for the same thing.  This particular woman had also hit up my hubby for money so, he knew exactly who the guy was talking about all the way down to the fact she was driving a beat up old red pick up truck.  So anyone that frequents the Sheetz, be on the look out for this woman.  She sometimes has a man in the truck with her.  She is asking for gas money but never puts any gas in the truck.