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Friend who is a girl
It was my last trip of the night (about 11), on a mostly empty bus. A young woman got on and sat in one of the front side-facing seats. After a bit, she leaned in to me and said “can I ask you a personal question?” I paused for a moment.
Permission to sniff
The best story I have about riding on the bus happened about 25 years ago. During rush hour, the bus is packed and I’m stting in the back on the seats that face each other and two well-dressed business women are sitting on the opposite bench. This being Minnesota, there is a space in between [...]
The Bitch Stare
I am a bus driver of 15 years, I would like to know one thing. When I greet each person that steps on the bus , Why can’t I get a simple response? I get the bitch stare instead. Is it something I might of said? Why do you get on and totaly ignore the [...]
Did they actually squat down?
Halloween night I got on the bus around 10pm. Lots of fellow riders were dressed up, and a few were a little rowdy. It was cold but the bus had many of the windows open, which seemed strange, but I soon found out why.
Everyone wants to know the answer
Talkative homeless guy: How did you go blind? Everyone on the bus within a 10 foot radius stops what they were doing Talkative homeless guy: I mean, were you born that way or did something happen? Blind guy: I was in a car accident as a child, I don’t actually remember the accident. I was [...]
