Archive for February, 2007
Highway to the Danger Zone
I was on the bus, and the bus driver was an older man. I sat down and relaxed, and the bus started towards the freeway. All the sudden a younger driver pulled up in another bus next to the man, looked at him, then hit the gas and cut off our bus. […]
Did they actually squat down?
Halloween night I got on the bus around 10pm. Lots of fellow riders were dressed up, and a few were a little rowdy. It was cold but the bus had many of the windows open, which seemed strange, but I soon found out why.
A bus full of characters
I finished training last July. When a driver is approved to end training and start driving routes (or “turns in” as MT calls it), they get to pick what routes and times they want to work from a patched-together selection of work that none of the longer-tenured drivers chose. My first work included a morning […]
Purse dogs want a good view too
I got on the bus yesterday to see a woman with a rather large purse sitting about halfway to the back. Then her purse started moving. Turns out she had a very small dog in the purse. After further observation I saw that this very small purse-dog was wearing a dog-sized down coat, complete with […]
Love is on the bus
While I was going to college in downtown Minneapolis, I lived in Dinky Town and I rode the bus to school every day. There’s always interesting looking people riding but one day I noticed an albino guy at my bus stop. He was about 20 yrs old, clean and dressed nice
Less talking, more listening
I don’t like talking on the bus. It’s my time to zone out, think, listen to music, whatever. But not to make chit chat. Now maybe as a driver (Leon, care to jump in?) it helps pass the time, but I’ve seen more than a few clingy talkative riders that just won’t leave the driver […]
A Bad Habit
I was staring out the window lost in my own thoughts when I was startled by an arm reaching around my neck from the seat behind me. The arm was attached to a hand, which was holding a small knife. I looked up and saw a grinning man with few teeth in the seat behind […]
Plastic Ice Cream Pail
I did 11 years on the Number 5 bus, so it’s difficult to know where to begin. When the young man punched me in the face? When the drunk puked on my shoes? Time blurs some of the drama those unpleasant experiences.
Backpack to the Face
Last week on my way in to work a woman walked down the aisle and as she was dodging legs and shoulders she nearly took off my head with her backpack. Lucky for me I’m skilled at avoiding backpacks but she must have hit someone a couple rows behind because I heard a pissed off […]
Massive Loogie
This happened several years ago, but I remember it very clearly. I was listening to my headphones when I heard a loud hacking sound (loud enough to cut into Foo Fighter’s Monkey wrench at full blast). The guy in front of me then opened his window and spit. I wish that’s where it ended, but […]
