The First Sighting

Soooo, there is really only one thing I absolutely detest about being home, that is HOBOS. Two days ago I had my first sighting of the season at work. It went something like, me walking in the back room to a desk to get some papers to work on, looking down by the chair, seeing a MASSIVE sick Hobo, then a little screaming, a lot of running, to find a boy to smash it for me. Classic, everyone I asked said they were afraid of Hobos too. When I finally found someone brave enough, the little creeper was long gone. I was hoping that was the end of it, but boy was I wrong. Yesterday I get to work, and I was asked to organize and polish the rental fleet of Segways. As I was doing this, I looked UP yes UP on the wall and there was a Huge Hobo!... For all of you Idahoans that believe Hobos can't climb. They've evolved. Serious. It was HIGH on the wall. I ran to my dad, he got some insect spray, and then the boy I work with sprayed it down to weaken its mobility, then another BRAVE guy GRABBED it with his rag and Smashed it. The Segways are right my desk. Needless to say, I didn't sit there at all yesterday. Sick. These little guys better steer clear of my bedroom, and my whole house for that matter. I have no mercy for them or their venom. I think these hobo's just need to get out of town!