I graduated college in 2004 from temple university in Philadelphia pa, Not really knowing what in the hell to do with my life I filled out an application as a switcher with union pacific railroad and managed to get job under the only stipulation that i must move to green river wy. Well about a week later I arrived to green river wy armed only with my passion of cheap beer. went through the whole bullshit training program with lasted about 4 months and bypassed the switcher position and managed to become a brake man on a regional line. Part of the job description of a brake man is basically be the engineers trainee in hopes of one day earning your class 3 license, which in doing so they partner you up with licensed engineer and you follow them around on your shifts. the man they partners me up with soon became one of my best friends, if anyone from rock springs wy is reading this im sure you have probably heard of this man, the one we call "boomer".....
from day one boomer told me he was a slacker whom could have cared less about his job and would rather have fun, my first impressions were bleak to say the less. as time went on we moved to a local line which consisted of us moving emty cars to local trona and coal plants in the area.. we did this for about a week before we started what was known as the "party train"... now boomers deal was he didn't want to work and would rather get fucked up and have fun, me not really knowing any better went along with this and will admit it was fun. Everynight i would pick boomer up and we would go pick up two bottles of booze and head to the yard, once we had our bills of layding i would figure out a game plan and boomer would call up about 3 different girls and they would hop on the locomotive with us while we made our runs drunker then anyone could ever imagine. now the whole time this went on we would always pass drifters and train hoppers along the rout at speeds to high to jump on at, one night boomer was fucking one of his girls down in the bathroom and i was stuck with at the controls drunk as all hell and with 2 other girls whom could hold a decent conversation and i decided to pick one up.
you have to understand in order to stop a train at speed on the main line you have to radio in that you are stoping for one reason or another, well i did but the only issue was by the time we stoped we where about a quarter mile away from the drifters so i had to make up some sad excuse of a story of why we had to reverse on the main line, which it worked and i managed to pick up 2 drifters. once they where on board and told me their story i fell in love and low in behold, i quit my job a few months later and did the same thing!!!
so when people say drifters are uneducated, I say fuck that because I hold a masters in business development and a minor in Information technology infrastructure..............sorry its not a good story but there really is more to it...........
from day one boomer told me he was a slacker whom could have cared less about his job and would rather have fun, my first impressions were bleak to say the less. as time went on we moved to a local line which consisted of us moving emty cars to local trona and coal plants in the area.. we did this for about a week before we started what was known as the "party train"... now boomers deal was he didn't want to work and would rather get fucked up and have fun, me not really knowing any better went along with this and will admit it was fun. Everynight i would pick boomer up and we would go pick up two bottles of booze and head to the yard, once we had our bills of layding i would figure out a game plan and boomer would call up about 3 different girls and they would hop on the locomotive with us while we made our runs drunker then anyone could ever imagine. now the whole time this went on we would always pass drifters and train hoppers along the rout at speeds to high to jump on at, one night boomer was fucking one of his girls down in the bathroom and i was stuck with at the controls drunk as all hell and with 2 other girls whom could hold a decent conversation and i decided to pick one up.
you have to understand in order to stop a train at speed on the main line you have to radio in that you are stoping for one reason or another, well i did but the only issue was by the time we stoped we where about a quarter mile away from the drifters so i had to make up some sad excuse of a story of why we had to reverse on the main line, which it worked and i managed to pick up 2 drifters. once they where on board and told me their story i fell in love and low in behold, i quit my job a few months later and did the same thing!!!
so when people say drifters are uneducated, I say fuck that because I hold a masters in business development and a minor in Information technology infrastructure..............sorry its not a good story but there really is more to it...........
