I've got a couple dingers.
First one was from a few years ago, when I was with my old travelin partner. We get to Roseville and head down to the bridge by the Walmart to camp. We roll up and there's a dirty crustpile of kids about 5 deep. We shoot the shit with them for awhile and then from out of the yard emerge two guys with their arms FULL of leather. They were part of this group that we'd just met, and once they sat down, another two kids got up and ran out into the yard. They were taking turns stripping the chairs in the remote control yard dogs. This is the middle of the damn day, and I'm not talking just the patches, they were literally cutting every piece of leather off those chairs. We ran into them in Portland about a week later at the split where the tracks go South or East. They had multiplied to a group of about 10, and they were blacked out shitty drunk. They were all over the place, running out to every train that rolled by trying to get on, but they were so wasted they were falling every time, hitting the balast and nearly rolling under the train. They were trying to ride East but were waiting for a train way past the split, on the sbd tracks. Out of 10 people, every single one of them were convinced that south was actually east. I was pretty concerned that somebody was going to get killed, I even thought about calling the cops just to keep them all from killing themselves, but didn't. We went over to the actual ebd tracks and left that night. I wish I could remember their names so I could publicly call them out.
Second story is from when I used to live in Portland near champ siding. There's a little corner store there run by this really cool elderly asian couple. They barely speak any English, but are always super nice and talkative. Well one night I go up there to get a beer, and there's this group of 3 idiots aggressively panhandling the shit out the store. Really drunk, really abusive to the customers and the asian couple that ran the place. I go in and the couple asks me if they should call the police, I tell them no, I'd go ask them to leave. So go out and give em five bucks to leave, and then went home thinking nothing of it. I returned about an hour later because I'd forgotton to buy cigarettes, and the front window is completely smashed out. The 3 morons are still outside, sitting in a drunken pile, and one of them is cut the fuck up. Turns out he was a dick to the wrong guy coming out and this customer literally threw him through the window. The cool asian couple are freaking out and actually trying to help this dude with some first aid, and he's fucking refusing it! I try multiple times to take him to a hospital or at least wash his hand up and he's just being a belligerant asshole. I see him a few days later on the bus and the huge gash in his hand is infected and oozing pus. I hope he lost his hand.
