<p>So I was walking down Telegraph Avenue and this hideous hobo, clad in course jeans and greasy hair, comes up to me and demands moneys. I, being one of the poor and rundown students in this bankrupt economy, would never give out free moneys to strangers, let alone hobos.</p>
<p>Nevertheless, I sought a compromise between me and the poor fellow, as I know the pains of living day and night on the sullied streets of Berkeley. I sought to put his thin, malnourished body to good use: I hired him as a bodyguard, one of the most menial jobs on the planet. So for twenty dollars, the congenial hobo, who I have come to known as "Jonah," encircled my position for approximately two hours.</p>
<p>With such a bodily companion at my side, I have never felt safer and more serene. And I would hire him again if I had the money.</p>
<p>It was in my interest to share this experience with you (as hobos have such a violent reputation in Southern Berkeley), and listen in on yours: have you ever hired a hobo, and how did that endeavor turn out to be?</p>
<p>I’ve given money to hobos before, but never hired one. That’s an interesting way of helping the poor though - giving them money as well as employment experience kills two birds with one stone.</p>
<p>I feel like we’re being trolled. This and his gourmet dining thread a week back. Plus isn’t there a big difference between hobo and homeless. hobo’s hop trains don’t they?</p>
<p>@santookie: No, this is not a “■■■■■” thread, whatever those may be. I was being entirely serious; have you never felt an ounce of sympathy for the homeless while walking to class everyday? I have, which is why I have made this thread to further spread my unconventional method of assistance to hobos around Berkeley. </p>
<p>I honestly thought more people would be able to relate to this issue; seeing people living on the streets just makes my heart cringe.</p>