Other people’s crazy
I was on the 74 the other day, on my way to downtown STP. A woman got on the bus at W 7th and sat in the first seat, opposite the driver. She began to loudly yell at the bus driver to stop jerking the bus around. Continue reading ‘Other people’s crazy’
I’m a comedian!
I ride the bus every day to work and I have a lot of stories. I can’t believe what some people say or do when they’re on the bus. One of my favorites is a man who was sitting on the back bench talking very loudly to the people around him. He was going on about the Bible and Jesus, and how people should treat each other better, they shouldn’ t use drugs, etc. which is nice, but I always get a little antsy when people are talking loud enough so the whole bus can hear. Continue reading ‘I’m a comedian!’
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?’
Foundation stains
Was riding the 11 when this crazy obviously drugged up woman was woken up by her boyfriend before their stop. She proceeded to attempt to groom herself and put on about 2 pounds of makeup (it wasn’t even close to being enough to cover all the sores on her face) and make a few swipes with a brush in her ratted out hair. Continue reading ‘Foundation stains’
