Words of wisdom
This morning I got on the 6 going downtown. The bus was slightly more crowded than usual, and I was standing for a little while. When we hit Loring Park, the bus was (obviously) more full, with more glum-looking commuters in the aisle. Continue reading ‘Words of wisdom’
My bus hottie
My husband and I met on the 134 when we were both commuting from Highland Park to downtown Mpls. Most people keep to themselves on this commuter route, and I certainly didn’t have the guts to speak to him. For about a year, I called him my bus hottie and would occassionally fill my friends in on sightings. Continue reading ‘My bus hottie’
Garbage in the metro
A couple months ago, I had a good laugh on the 62. We were cruising down Rice Street and then had a stop and a red light at Rice and Maryland. I was spacing out and staring out the window when I saw the funniest car of my life. It was a little blue early-90s Geo Metro. The funny part was that it was filled floor to ceiling with garbage: pop cans, paper, pizza boxes, Doritos bags, everything but the kitchen sink. Continue reading ‘Garbage in the metro’
Candy Hearts
On Valentines Day our bus driver gave out candy hearts to all the women on board. Then, about halfway through the trip, our driver said to the men on board that he would buy them lunch if they got up and put together a romantic sentence using the candy hearts. Nobody volunteered, but it was fun to watch the men squirm. Even they were laughing at the funny bus driver who started to read his own after nobody else volunteered. Continue reading ‘Candy Hearts’
