Your place to share stories on and off the bus.
Photo by SJL
Eavesdropping: The second-oldest profession in the world. Muni rider Felicia gets meta on us:
“you can’t tell from the pic but he’s totally ear hustlin’. lol. i am too! deep phone convo right there.”
That’s a new term to me. I like it. I like it.
Not a bad idea. Via Muni rider Michelle.
Photo by Christine Ricks
Time to play god, folks. Muni is hiring drivers, and the window won’t be open forever.
Essential functions include: conducting pre-operational inspection of the transit vehicle; safely navigating the vehicle through traffic along assigned routes under various environmental conditions in accordance with traffic laws and departmental regulations; operating the disability access lifts to assist persons with disabilities onto the vehicle; collecting fares from passengers and issuing transfers; checking passenger transfers, fast passes, and electronic passes to ensure they are valid; responding to customers’ questions regarding routes, directions, fares and transfers; communicating instructions to passengers and calling out the vehicle stops and transfer points via the vehicle’s intercom system; conducting post-operational inspection of the outside of the vehicle; contacting central control regarding various emergencies; and completing accident, incident and/or miscellaneous reports to document unusual occurrences. Incumbents may be required to perform other related duties.
Read the rest of the job listing here.
If you get the job, of course, you have to check back here frequently. Oh, and you simply have to share your best stories with fellow Muni Diaries readers.
Tell ’em we sent ya. Or not.
Good luck!
Local-ish author. Nice touch
Some people like to read books while riding Muni. Muni rider Kristin is one of them.
Sometimes I ride the bus just to read. Set up camp on the back right window seat with apples and peppermint tea. ride a line all the way down and back again… There is comfort in being alone in a crowd; wearing strangers loose around my shoulders like a handmade shawl in winter. Tuning in and out to the steady hum of engine grumbles, passenger mumbles. Looking up between pages to notice secret street art alleyways and quirky cafés. Feeling my seat mate’s arm absently meet mine as he checks the time, and I just leave it there. Enjoying this straddling two worlds, in motion, heel to toe with no place to.
Besides this website, the Muni Diaries Facebook page, and our Twitter feed, what do you like to read while riding Muni?
We’ve been hearing stories of people smoking on Muni for centuries* now. Lo, Muni rider Nikki has presented the world with red-hot video surveilled evidence of this very act.
Says Nikki: “APPARENTLY YOU CAN SMOKE ON THE BUS NOW”
Aw, Nikki, c’mon. You know that Muni is the Wild Wild West of transit, right?
* Relatively speaking …