Archive for February, 2007
Pink Safety Scissors
Several years ago, I was riding the 180 at 1am (this route used to serve downtown and the Mall of America, but has since been replaced by the Hiawatha Line). Heading back from the Mall of America on an articulated bus an older man, presumingly drunk, decided he had enough with Metro Transit and […]
Door Taco
I’m a driver, and was doing the 4 line on this particular day, which just so happened to be New Year’s Day. Happy to have survived driving on New Year’s Eve in a snowstorm with throngs of drunken motorists on the road, I thought that my New Year’s Day work would be a Sunday drive. […]
Orange, come back home
One day I was merrily riding to work on the 17 with my gym tote, purse, and lunch bag in tow. I had chosen a seat on the vertical bench seats in back to allow myself extra room and since there was no one sitting on my left side, I used the space to set […]
Curled Nose Hairs
I never like to stand on the bus-as there is no good place for a stander to stand. I am fairly short so reaching up for one of the little straps that hang down is completely awkward and if I am in the aisle between seats I feel like I am breathing down others’ […]
Any milk in that digit?
I was riding in the back of the No. 10 down Central Avenue the other day on the way to downtown Minneapolis very early in the morning. A woman got on with a little girl who looked to be about 5 or 6 years old.
The Jungle Minx
This morning I came across a rare bus breed: the jungle minx. This woman had on tight, leopard print stretch pants, a puffy, zebra print coat, a leopard-print scarf, and a large, black fur hat. I don’t know what the fashion rule is about mixing animal prints but I’m pretty sure she broke it.
Under all these clothes
It is about -5F and I’m waiting with a half-dozen people to board the bus.
You need to know that I’m wearing:
- Black parka, over thick sweater, over suit jacket, over dress shirt, over undershirt.
- Fleece snowpants, over dress slacks, over long underwear.
- Earmuffs over whole-head stocking cap.
Wait Your Turn
There’s an UNSPOKEN rule that when the bus arrives up north at the 95th Ave. Park and Ride, riders unload from the front of the bus to the back. Riders in the back usually wait their turn patiently, but one day a young man sauntered up front, waltzing past all the other Minnesota Nice folks. […]
You look like you need a woman
Hah, this is a good one that happened to me today. I was driving the 4, which I’ve historically had terrible luck on as far as scuffles and scofflaws go (and, of course, the door taco-ing incident).
Hello Sir Digs-a-lot
In some cultures it’s perfectly acceptable to pick your nose in public. This is not one of those cultures.
I jumped on the 50 the other day after work and sat down in the first row of seats facing forward. There was a guy sitting directly in front of me in one of the seats […]
