Posts Tagged drunk
Stumble and Bob
This happened to a friend of mine about 10 years ago or so, but it’s worth posting. He was on a bus in South Minneapolis on his way to a job interview when a stumbling drunk of a man pulls himself onto the bus, swings around on the pole and sits down w/o paying. [...]
Steel Reserve – H20 edition
I was on the 50 this morning going to St. Paul. It’s a quiet bus and our driver is pretty awesome. 2 women and 3 kids get on–2 kids looked about 13, one about 5 or 6. They all had suitcases & had the look you get when you’ve just gotten back [...]
I Had too pee too!
Sometimes, when you have to go….you have to go. And sometimes, it matters little where you are and whom you are around. Such was the case late Tuesday night between the City College and 47th Avenue Stations.
Four Calls
I thought I would spare my friend the hassle of coming all the way to pick me up in Minneapolis, so I just bussed over to St. Paul with the help of the 21. This was my first experience taking this route, and boy, was it a good one.
Santa can’t use the reindeer
The 17 is one of those curious bus lines that come out of downtown, mixing the suits, bums, students, uptowners, retail workers, and the unusually usual cast of the urban theater. On one particular afternoon I was heading back from the U and the 17 Southbound had just crossed the I-94 canyon. The [...]
Harry the lady lover
I was riding my bus last week when a particularly chatty and loud man (let’s call him Harry) got on a few stops after me. Harry was talking to the people sitting around him when a woman got on the bus a few stops later. She had a plaid coat with a fur collar, and [...]
Somewhere a ninja smiles
About a year ago, I decided to have a couple of pints at a pub close to my bus. About 5 hours later, 3 drinks too many, and with a phone number from a very manly looking woman, I realized my last bus was about to leave me stranded downtown. I leaped off [...]
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 [...]
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 [...]
The Meanest Bastard
I hopped on the bus on the east side of St. Paul, heading home from a Metro State night-class at around 9:30 pm. immediately as I paid my fare I noticed a weird and definitely bad vibe. The driver, an older white guy looked seriously pissed, and I soon learned why. A [...]
