Posts Tagged scary
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 [...]
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 [...]
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 [...]
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.
You’re sleeping with me
Usually the 53/21 is pretty tame but this is the story I like to tell all of my friends about why riding the bus can be so much fun! (warning: bad language)
More than an unfamiliar face
I use to take the #9 bus to work. Each morning the bus had only about 25 passengers, all the same faces, getting off each morning at their stops, paper in hand, and clutching empty coffee cups. On one Friday morning, there was an unfamiliar face. I walked half way through the [...]
The world is not wheelchair accessible
Heading eastbound on the 21 last Sunday, a youngish man in a wheelchair got off the bus at Lake St. and Hiawatha across the street from Target. He then started to zip across Lake St. at top speed
Backpack to the Face
Last week on my way in to work a woman walked down the aisle and as she was dodging legs and shoulders she nearly took off my head with her backpack. Lucky for me I’m skilled at avoiding backpacks but she must have hit someone a couple rows behind because I heard a pissed off [...]
Plastic Ice Cream Pail
I did 11 years on the Number 5 bus, so it’s difficult to know where to begin. When the young man punched me in the face? When the drunk puked on my shoes? Time blurs some of the drama those unpleasant experiences.
A Bad Habit
I was staring out the window lost in my own thoughts when I was startled by an arm reaching around my neck from the seat behind me. The arm was attached to a hand, which was holding a small knife. I looked up and saw a grinning man with few teeth in the seat behind [...]
