Deal Near for Operators?
Muni and its drivers’ union near an agreement. The Examiner‘s Tamara Barak Aparton reports.
Author: jeff
Smooth Ride … Take It Easy
Wow.
I just traveled from Balboa and 28th Avenue to Mission and 20th Street in 38 minutes. Yes, you read that right.
What a totally easy commute. The 31 was there at 28th Avenue right around 9 a.m., like it’s supposed to be. No long stops, no rowdy passengers, a very polite (if quiet) operator.
And I didn’t have to wait longer than two minutes on Van Ness for the 49 to appear. Again, a very nice driver (albeit talking on her phone the whole time), polite passengers, many green lights.
Muni Complaint Conduit: The More, the Merrier
Just stumbled across Howard Vicini’s Muni Outrage.
We at Muni Diaries applaud the effort, and stand shoulder-to-shoulder (blogs have shoulders?) with Muni Outrage, whose stated goal is “a better transit system for all San Franciscans.”
Ah, Christ: Cable Car Off the Hook Rails
SFGate reports on this morning’s cable car derailment near Washington and Powell.
City Pays for Muni Uh-Oh
Supes approve $2 million in damages to be paid to a woman hit by a light-rail car in the Inner Sunset earlier this year.
Thx: SFist
‘Let me off the fucking bus!’
On the 49-Van Ness this morning, heading south on Van Ness. Just after I boarded, a man leaped up from one of the disabled-reserved seats screaming, “Back door!!!! Back door!” We weren’t at a stop, mind you. I had just boarded, remember, and we left that stop behind us.
Still, he lumbered over to the door, rolly-bag somewhat in hand. Still occasionally belting out a “back door!” This was when, by obligation, surrounding passengers started mumbling to things to one another like, “ah, San Francisco.”
It was a crowded bus, and I was standing just on the other side of the aisle from where this guy was in the door’s step-down. Now he started saying, over and over again, “Let me off the fucking bus!” and I noticed that, yes, there was snot dripping from his nose. He plopped his bag down into the steps beside him, but we were between stops, a three- or four-block span.