Help, I need somebody
I looked up from my magazine at the noises of consternation erupting throughout the bus . We’d taken a wrong turn. As we looped through a grocery store parking lot, the driver apologized and joked with the people in the front of the bus. Momentarily united, they spontaneously, unbelievably, began to sing: “Help, you know I need somebody, help, not just anybody…”
Crossed Routes
Long ago, way back when the bus company was still the MTC, there were two routes that came in from Woodbury that crossed each other before getting downtown. One was the 94M, the other was the 94W. Both routes were shown on a single map. Continue reading ‘Crossed Routes’
First day of college
My first day of college at the U of M will be a day that will live on in my mind as of the worst days of my life. I was very nervous about taking the bus as I had only taken the bus to the Mall of America two or three times and those time were the only times that I had taken public transportation. My sister is two years older than me and a U of M student agreed to go on the bus with me the first day to show me the ropes. Continue reading ‘First day of college’
Completely and entirely lost
I took the 672 from work - Plymouth -> Minneapolis downtown as I always do. It was a very bad rush hour day so our bus driver decided that we will take back roads instead. Well, back roads led into more back roads and he got completely and entirely lost. 30 minutes later we were driving down a highway that was pitch black and completely traffic free heading somewhere to south Minnesota. Continue reading ‘Completely and entirely lost’
