Archive for March, 2007
observations/thoughts/memories
This is from an email I sent right before I moved away from St. Paul. I took the bus for four years…and it was, well, quite a trip!
A Louisville Slugger
I’ve encountered a variety of drivers in a variety of moods. One morning, a very drunk, noisy couple got on the bus at 7:30 a.m. They were shouting profanity and, clearly, in love.
Hot-Ass Bus
A couple of years ago I had a job as an English as a Second Language teacher, for adults. Part of our curriculum was to teach the students how to ride the bus. Another teacher and I had about 15 students with us, all recently-arrived Hmong refugees from Thailand. It was hot […]
Breaking up is hard to do
This story goes back a couple of years, to the early 2000’s, and I remembered it while reading some of these fabulous stories on bustales.
Good old 1040
I’m a retired bus driver! After nearly 27 yrs. of driving, I do have many stories. I will not relate them now. I just want to say “WHAT A TRIP THOSE YEARS WERE” The thing I miss most about the job? The wonderful people I met. this is “GOOD OLD […]
I will body slam you!
This happened a couple of years ago: this guy got on the 21 and paid for his fare entirely in pennies and nickels. It came up to 97 cents, still shy of the $1.25 that the fare was at the time. The bus driver said, “It’s fine, go sit down,” but somehow the passenger […]
Confession
This is going to sound insensitive, but I have to admit that it tests my patience every time someone needs to use the lift to get on the bus, especially when it’s for some sort of small wheelie cart. The other day I wanted to stand up and applaud when the driver walked out of […]
Big Mac Attack
So I got picked up on 34th street and there werent that many people on the bus and everything is going as it normally would. Then all of the sudden the bus driver pulls over the bus over right on hennepin in between lake and lagoon (which is odd because the bus never stops […]
Door-to-Door Service
Paul is a busdriver for Rochester City Lines, who has become a friend over the years. I first met Paul when he drove the last bus that left from the college, and arrived downtown at the transfer station around 10 p.m. My house was still quite aways from downtown, but I could easily […]
Can’t reach the pedals
The 4 had it’s hazards on at my stop. As I walked on to the bus, the driver mumbled something at me but i had my ipod on. After a few minutes of sitting there and passengers talking in the background, I took off my ipod and noticed that the driver wasn’t leaving because […]
