Sign of Courtesy
This is a second-hand bus tale, but the source is trustworthy. My friend climbed aboard the 4 last year and as she was scanning the empty seats she noticed one where a bus schedule had been unfolded and draped over the back. There was something scribbled on it. When she walked closer she could read it: Continue reading ‘Sign of Courtesy’
Rude Seat Hoggers
It never ceases to amaze me how rude some people can be when it comes to sharing their seat on the bus. These are the people who sit on the outer half of an empty double seat, blocking what should be another available seat. Continue reading ‘Rude Seat Hoggers’
No thumbs at all
About 10 years ago, I was riding the 4 southbound from downtown on a summer day at rush hour, the bus was about 3/4 full. At Franklin and Lyndale, a tall, slim African-American man in his late 40s or early 50s got on. He sat down in the sideways-facing seat directly behind the driver. There was already another man sitting there, in the third seat, furthest from the driver. Continue reading ‘No thumbs at all’
Good hard thwacks
I ride early enough in the morning that most of the time I get a seat to myself. Some mornings are packed for some reason, and for some reason the same lady used to always seems to sit next to me. I get on before she does so I end up with a window seat and I get off before she does. I’ll say “excuse me,” stand up, and wait. She kind of barely turns her legs out toward the aisle so I have to squish my butt past her. Continue reading ‘Good hard thwacks’
