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Screechy Cocka-Doodle-Doos
This was a few years back, probably early 2001. I got on the 54 in St. Paul, headed home from high school. After paying my fare I looked for a seat and noticed every person on the bus was sitting in the front half of the bus. Trusting that the community of bus riders knew something I didn’t, I sat in the second row. Continue reading ‘Screechy Cocka-Doodle-Doos’
I know that ain’t my stop
I was riding the 724 to downtown Minneapolis at about 10:30 AM. There was a couple directly behind me having a conversation. I didn’t pay much attention to what they were talking about, but the man was slurring his speech and sounded intoxicated. We got downtown, and we were between the first and second stops (stuck in traffic) when the the man got up and approached the back door. Continue reading ‘I know that ain’t my stop’
Juggling the ‘cakes
Okay- so the other day I hopped on the 4 in the morning on my way in to work. I had a pair of cute tall black boots on that have a fairly high heel. I was bringing in some cupcakes to work that day- so I had the pan of ‘cakes in one hand and my wallet with my bus pass in the other hand. Continue reading ‘Juggling the ‘cakes’
His face was ashen
I was sitting just behind the rear exit door on a southbound 84 when I noticed a man, mid 30’s, sitting on the left side of the bus a few rows up who was not looking very well. He was belching and swallowing and obviously doing everything possible to keep from puking up all over the floor. His face was ashen. I felt for the guy. Continue reading ‘His face was ashen’
