Stroller struggle
I try to be as polite as possible when riding the bus with my baby — I avoid rush hour, I use the tiny 5 dollar umbrella stroller. I stick myself and the baby into the front seat, which makes me take up both seats but with the stroller across in front of me. Continue reading ‘Stroller struggle’
Quit crying munchkin!
I saw an event this morning on my way into work that brings to mind the tale somebody else shared about the person who fell in the isle of the bus, and the delay in others picking them up. Continue reading ‘Quit crying munchkin!’
Stroller logic puzzle
This happened when my daughter was about 2 and a half. We were taking the bus home, I forget from where, and the only seat was toward the back. So I folded up the stroller, stuck it under the seat, and put her on my lap. Getting off the side door of a bus with a stroller is a bit of a logic puzzle, and I decided the best and safest thing was to toss the stroller onto the sidewalk and then grab the toddler, rather than the other way around. Continue reading ‘Stroller logic puzzle’
Do you know her?
A few years ago, I caught the 16 eastbound at 4th/Nicollet and sat about halfway back. At the 4th/Marquette stop a bunch more people got on, including a guy who sat about 2 rows behind me. As the bus pulled away, dude 2 rows back started yelling clearly, but calmly: “DO YOU KNOW THE BLASPHEMING BABY RAPIST WHORE OF MINNESOTA?” Continue reading ‘Do you know her?’
