Archive for March, 2008
My bus hottie
My husband and I met on the 134 when we were both commuting from Highland Park to downtown Mpls. Most people keep to themselves on this commuter route, and I certainly didn’t have the guts to speak to him. For about a year, I called him my bus hottie and would occassionally fill my friends […]
Grandma in a candy store
My grandma, who is from a small town in Iowa, was coming back from a trip out East to visit her daughter. She had left her car at my place while she was gone. I was supposed to pick her up at the airport, so I thought - why not leave the […]
Overwhelmed by concern
About a week ago, I’m on the 16 riding toward the University. The bus is standing room only when suddenly the bus driver slams on the brakes, sending everyone standing hurtling forward. Most people manage to catch themselves, but one older gentleman, about six people in front of me, actually falls down and appears to […]
Sign of Courtesy
This is a second-hand bus tale, but the source is trustworthy. My friend climbed aboard the 4 last year and as she was scanning the empty seats she noticed one where a bus schedule had been unfolded and draped over the back. There was something scribbled on it. When she walked closer she could read […]
