Your place to share stories on and off the bus.
None other than Raymond of Proportion Cups. Raymond sent us these uplifting words he penned in homage to Muni:
The morning light breaks through
Offering comfort and inspiration
Leaving bad thoughts to drown in new ideas
Unbound and free, discord fades into harmony
Soon the murk will seem lifetimes behind me
But, I know, as I have always known, and will forever know
MUNI STILL SUX
Like we said, “uplifting.”
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It’s a great idea, we agree. In fact, we did the same thing on Muni a few years ago. Check out the first Muni playlist we put together in 2009.
See also:
What are you listening to on Muni today?
Muni Playlist: From Kanye to Kerouac
Muni Playlist: From Joe Jackson to Flight of the Conchords
And perhaps it goes without saying: What are you listening to on Muni these days?
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Happy walk- (or bus-ride) of-shame morning! Or payday. Same thing.
An excellent question posed earlier today by @SejalDhruva. For me, it’s close, but hungover is slightly worse. Ecstatic drunk spinnies > stone-sober fear of hurling on the person in front of you.
Weigh in in comments …
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I’m on the 47 on my way to work and had been listening to the mutterings of the man across the aisle from me. He was carrying a garbage bag of his belongings and a paper bag with unspecified booze; and he was getting louder and louder.
“Lord Jesus, I’m ready to die,” he said. “I have no job, I have no money,” (the girl next to him gets up to stand somewhere away from him), “I have my momma’s debt, my daddy’s debt, and I’m ready to die because I don’t want to be nobody’s bother.” Everyone looks away awkwardly, including me. The man starts laughing about something else. Then I realize that we weren’t moving.
I looked up and a cleanly dressed younger guy in the front of the bus was talking to the driver, pointing at the drunkard. “He’s drinking alcohol…openly…” I overhear him telling the drivers.
Really?
The drunk wasn’t really bothering anybody except for our guilty conscience, and he didn’t even smell. How are you trying to kick the drunk guy off the bus after he said he’s ready to meet his death because he has nothing? And isn’t a drunk man muttering to himself a regular sight on Muni? The driver got up and glanced at the drunkard, who said, “Don’t mind me, I’m just waking up.” The driver sat back down and started driving again.
Because of the “good Samaritan,” I missed the connecting train I was trying to catch, which is just one of my many first-world problems. I guess it’s just another Monday.
Here’s the rest of the section about Muni:
We agree: Someone needs to catalog these things.
Read the rest of “How I Came to Work at the Wendy’s.”
Thx: @LenRoQ
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