Bad-back woman
I’ll just paste the entire email I sent to customer service @ SW Transit this morning as my bus tale. Maybe I’m the one out of line, you decide. Continue reading ‘Bad-back woman’
No crutch to lean on
A few summers ago, during the afternoon rush hour, I was taking the 16 deep into St. Paul. It was very busy and we were a little past Snelling at a stoplight. When the bus driver pulled up to the light, it was green but by the time everyone was done getting on, it had turned red. Continue reading ‘No crutch to lean on’
I’m listening honey
I was sitting in the front of the bus directly across from this older couple, easily in their 70’s. The man was wearing a worn out red baseball cap pretty low and it cast a shadow on his face. The woman was all dolled up with make up and in a talkative mood. I think she was speaking Chinese. Continue reading ‘I’m listening honey’
I know that ain’t my stop
I was riding the 724 to downtown Minneapolis at about 10:30 AM. There was a couple directly behind me having a conversation. I didn’t pay much attention to what they were talking about, but the man was slurring his speech and sounded intoxicated. We got downtown, and we were between the first and second stops (stuck in traffic) when the the man got up and approached the back door. Continue reading ‘I know that ain’t my stop’
