The Day I turned into a Hobo

Hi I’m just a man named Timmey. For a living, I live alone in a beat up New York apartment (alone), WITH TWENTY CATS and an iguana. I know life sucks! For work I’m a working water aerobics teacher for old ladies and men, if you want a flyer ask me about later. In the night time I’m a banker. For now I’m heading to work its one rainy day I’ll tell you.  I looked up, I looked down, I looked up and then I saw a bunch of hoboes jumping in puddles. Boy I tell you it’s a sad site. I felt bad for the poor people so I decieded to join them. I have to say it was fun. I made a couple of friends like Tom and Jerry, Delores, and Darren. I looked at the time and it was 6:59 and thought boy I need to get to work so I got on my Aripstick and grabbed my satchel (man purse) and rode away. Da Na Na Na Na Da na ananana Agent L. I got to work I said hey whats up to the receptionist and walked by thinking she saw my nametag. Thinking I had one on but I really didn't. I was wrong. She screamed Security in a very deep voice that I couldn't even explain.  I looked back and this fat man comes toward me in slow motion screaming get you're booty down creeper. You had no idea how offended I was. All I was doing was going to work and was going to make some money. When he pinned me down he goes let me see you're id. I was searching my pockets. I checked my two front pockets first. Not there. Started panicking a little bit but I was thinking oh yeah that's a quiencidence. I checked my backpockets. Now I was really freaked out. Coat pockets then hankercheif pocket. What was I going to do lie or tell them that I don't have my id on me? I lied. I told them that I went into the wrong building. They seemed not to care. I walked outside and began to follow my footsteps. First I went to the coffee shop when I got my double chilled decaf frappochino low fat skim with whipped cream and chocolate on top. It was really yummy. I got to the clerk and asked if he seen and credit cards or drivers license. He replied "God dood who do u think I am a detective" I said no, I just, well, nevermind. Then I just stormed out running. I got tired and headed home. When I got to my apartment they're were people in my apartmment closing it down. " I screamed what the crud are you doing? Where's my cats and iguana. They replied you're bankrupt. I dropped my stuff with my jaw opened. That's the day I turned into hobo.