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You’re sleeping with me
Usually the 53/21 is pretty tame but this is the story I like to tell all of my friends about why riding the bus can be so much fun! (warning: bad language) Continue reading ‘You’re sleeping with me’
Someday when you’re older
I was on the bus the other night when two thirteen years old got on and was sharing a transfer. The bus driver told them only one transfer per person. When they got seated one of them pulled out a cigarette and starting smoking. The bus driver pulled over and told them to get out. Thanks to the bus driver. Continue reading ‘Someday when you’re older’
More than an unfamiliar face
I use to take the #9 bus to work. Each morning the bus had only about 25 passengers, all the same faces, getting off each morning at their stops, paper in hand, and clutching empty coffee cups. On one Friday morning, there was an unfamiliar face. I walked half way through the bus, and took a aisle seat. I could feel someone’s eyes on me Continue reading ‘More than an unfamiliar face’
No you can’t ride
I have been a mechanic at metro transit for 23 years. One very cold winter, 1991 halloween snow storm, we were towing a bus south on central ave and I was steering the bus. I had to leave the front doors open to run the air supply hose for the brakes. We were stopped at 27th ave. light, two older women standing at the bus stop asked where the bus was headed, I told them that the bus was out of order and in tow, they got very angry at me and said that they were cold, I told them that I was also cold, and pointed to the big tow truck. As we started moving again they started yelling profanties at me. I thought the whole thing was pretty funny.
