Nothing in the job description
I was driving a 94 line, starting at 4th & Mn. A man rode his bike to a bus laying over, I was across the street. He see’s me, asks what bus it is, I tell him 94 & it will pick up at shelter in 10 minutes. He then gets mad and starts arguing with me. I didn’t want any trouble so I told him to put his bike on, get on bus, whatever he wanted to do. Continue reading ‘Nothing in the job description’
You’re a demon from hell
Some of the strangest people hop on the bus: we all know that. I was taking the 16 from the University to downtown Minneapolis around lunch hour, and as I got on I looked around. No one too strange, except this busy-looking woman, 50-ish, with a small duffel bag, who was sitting in a handicapped seat writing on paper towels. I sat down directly across from her. Continue reading ‘You’re a demon from hell’
Carl Sagan was an atheist
A few years ago on the Madison (WI) Metro #29: Two men boarded the bus who were traveling together. The first man sat next to me. The second man was quite tall and had about 10 feet of television cable wrapped tightly around his shoulders and neck. Cableguy held the pointy cable end in one hand while he loomed over the other passengers menacingly and shouted, “Who wants their eye poked out? You? You? YOU?” Poke, poke, poke. Continue reading ‘Carl Sagan was an atheist’
A Louisville Slugger
I’ve encountered a variety of drivers in a variety of moods. One morning, a very drunk, noisy couple got on the bus at 7:30 a.m. They were shouting profanity and, clearly, in love. Continue reading ‘A Louisville Slugger’
