Out the window
We were heading downtown, and I was sitting next to a squirming man on the bus. He was crossing his legs (very unmanly) and moving around. Shortly after, the bus driver announced that there was a lot of traffic and it would be at least another few hours because of the heavy snow. Continue reading ‘Out the window’
Pajamas and a bath robe
In the early ’80s I had a night route on the 21. Once, at about 11PM, the bus was westbound approaching Lake and 36th. There was a bright moon, making everything stand out in sharp relief. The night was warm for January and there had been a good deal of snow that winter, which was now piled along the curb by repeated plowing of the streets. Continue reading ‘Pajamas and a bath robe’
More snow?
Last week I was in a window seat when I noticed that there were a few white flakes of something on my shirt. I looked up to see that the guy in front of me was covered in dandruff. From his greasy brillow pad of hair to his dark yellow ear canals, everything was covered. I wanted to vomit, so I tried to think about something else. I stared out the window, but kept finding myself drawn back to the dandruff man, and all I could do was ponder “How does this happen?”
No you can’t ride
I have been a mechanic at metro transit for 23 years. One very cold winter, 1991 halloween snow storm, we were towing a bus south on central ave and I was steering the bus. I had to leave the front doors open to run the air supply hose for the brakes. We were stopped at 27th ave. light, two older women standing at the bus stop asked where the bus was headed, I told them that the bus was out of order and in tow, they got very angry at me and said that they were cold, I told them that I was also cold, and pointed to the big tow truck. As we started moving again they started yelling profanties at me. I thought the whole thing was pretty funny.
