Hopefully minus the insane
Where to begin? I ride the 4 just about everyday to and from work. Generally during the week, the bus is filled with people on their way to their jobs downtown. However, on occasion, you get that random, chatty person who is legally insane. Continue reading ‘Hopefully minus the insane’
Chatty Guy
I ride the 663 every morning from Minnetonka to downtown Minneapolis. I have seen the same guy twice every day (inbound and outbound) for the last 2 years. He has become known to some of us as “Chatty Guy.” Continue reading ‘Chatty Guy’
Da-do-ron-ron
I ride the bus in Rochester, and have for several years. The bus culture is very diverse: You have your Mayo Clinic doctors and staffers going between Park ‘n’ Ride and clinic buildings; you have lots of ethnicity because Rochester prides itself in its diversity. Continue reading ‘Da-do-ron-ron’
Less talking, more listening
I don’t like talking on the bus. It’s my time to zone out, think, listen to music, whatever. But not to make chit chat. Now maybe as a driver (Leon, care to jump in?) it helps pass the time, but I’ve seen more than a few clingy talkative riders that just won’t leave the driver alone. This is a tale of two such clingy talkative riders. Continue reading ‘Less talking, more listening’
