Recall the horror
Late one night I was riding the 54 in downtown Saint Paul. It was the usual crowd riding the bus, workaholics & homeless people. After a few blocks I noticed a rancid smell, almost like vomit. I didn’t notice it when I got on the bus, but it was fairly strong. [warning: gross content] Continue reading ‘Recall the horror’
If she doesn’t like the smell
Last night, I overheard the following on the No. 2: “If she doesn’t like the smell, she shouldn’t ride the bus. I mean, if she’s rich, she should take a taxi or something.” Not sure if I was the “she” in question, but I thought things smelled fine.
Look but don’t touch
I always give the seat a quick scan to make sure there is nothing I wouldn’t want to sit on. One day I was going to sit in the seat directly behind the back door when I noticed some poopy looking substance smeared on the divider. Continue reading ‘Look but don’t touch’
