Stick Poking City Workers

First of all, screw Tony. Daily blogging is for sucks.

Yesterday morning, on my drive in to work, I saw two city workers acting... well... suspicious. I was driving on NW 15th, passing Davis, and these two workers were standing on the side of the street with their attention focused on a tarp mound under the I-405 roadway. By "tarp mound", I mean a blue tarp with something under it which resembles a mound of something. It could be a homeless human or it could be a pile of wet leaves. Either way, these guys were all about poking at it with a stick. Thankfully, I had a stop light I was waiting for on Everett, so I got to watch and theorize what was going on.

The city guys -- and I call them city guys without knowing for a fact they work for the city of Portland... but they were wearing orange vests and hard hats, and there was some survey equipment nearby. So, I made my assumptions. Anyway, they were standing on the curb, leaning over the 4-foot tall chain-link fence, poking at this mound of blue tarp. They were being very cautious with the whole situation, but in my opinion, kinda rude. Is that a homeless guy, trying to sleep off a chilly evening under I-405? I see them nearly every day on my walk in to work, but I don't usually poke at them with anything. Then it hit me. It must be a dead guy. As if to confirm my thoughts, one of the workers put on a troubled face and got on his walkie-talkie to somebody. The other guy looked on gloomily. Maybe they just found a stockpile of dead kittens or it might have just been a heap of discarded trash that was mucking up their surveying area. No. It was probably a dead homeless guy.

If you're like, whaaaa? He's writing about some 60 second event that was mostly a drive-by interpretation of something he barely witnessed? That's it? Yeah. That's basically the most exciting thing that happens to me on a daily basis. Example of why I don't blog every day. Oh, and I'm lazy.