Your place to share stories on and off the bus.
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The lady sitting right behind me on the bus has baby birds in her purse. Shes feeding them bugs from a cup with a pair of tweezers… I love san francisco!
A tweezer? My favorite comment: “What a good mother.”
Thanks for sending this in, Molly!
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Want to hear unbelievable but true stories that happened on Muni? We’re back at the Elbo Room on August 11 for Muni Diaries Live, where we bring you true and hilarious Muni (and BART!) stories live on stage.
Our damn fine lineup for this show:
Come up on stage to tell your own Muni stories after the break for a chance to win awesome prizes from our sponsors!
Grab your tickets now and see you next Saturday!
Details:
Muni Diaries Live
Sat., Aug. 11, doors: 6:30, show: 7 p.m. Tickets: $12.
Buy advance tickets
Elbo Room
647 Valencia Street, San Francisco
Take Muni there: J-Church, 12, 14, 22, 33, 49, or BART: 16th or 24th St stations
Facebook invitation
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See that empty ad space? You can fix that! Photo by Robert B. Livingston
Today is the last day of our “100 Days, 100 Muni Stories” contest, which means: you can get on a bus, point to an ad, and say to your friend/date/random passenger next to you, “Hey, I wrote that.”
We’re celebrating 100 years of Muni by putting a part of your Muni story on a bus ad that will be displayed in the interior of all Muni surface buses. And you only have a few hours to send your stories (tweets too), because we’re closing the contest at 11:59 p.m. today.
Our guest judge is Isaac “Mr. Rad” Fitzgerald, managing editor of The Rumpus (have you subscribed to their Letters In The Mail program yet?), who will help us choose two winners from the pool.
So get your stories in today by using the hashtag #100MuniStories!
Photo by randychiu
@thrifteye found a very sincere letter from a passenger on Muni via Craigslist.
Sorry for smelling like dog shit on the bus – m4w – 25 (financial district)
Date: 2012-07-19, 9:39AM PDT
I sincerely apologize for potentially getting dog shit on you. It wasn’t my intention.
Let me explain: I walked to the bus stop, like I do every morning. Typically, my eyes are focused on avoiding bikers and homeless people.Now, I know that I must add shit to this list, because apparently, I stepped in it.
When I sat down on the bus, I crossed my legs, like I usually do. When people cross their legs, the bottom of their shoes usually touches their pants leg. It’s only natural, you guys. Unfortunately, on this day, the bottom of my shoe had shit on it.
To the pretty blonde girl I was sitting next to: I think I might have gotten some of the poo on ya. Sorry about that.
To the guy on the other side in the Yankees hat: I might have gotten doo-doo on you too. Again, my sincere apologies.
To everybody else on the bus, let’s be clear- I did not shit myself. I see a lot of you every morning and would appreciate it if I wasn’t known as “the guy that might have shit himself that one morning.”
And lastly, to whoever let their dog take a dump on the sidewalk without cleaning it up- F you, buddy.
