‘Wave Shelters Do Not Shelter!’
Wave shelters do not shelter! Let’s all get wet!
The new Muni shelters may not protect you from the rain, but they may protect you from small fire arms. Useful? Let’s hope not.
Category: Funny: Muni LOLs
Muni’s Got Your Ticket to the Gun Show
Octoferret says:
On the 76 line in the Marin Headlands.
My second favorite is ‘General Manager’ on the northbound 19-Polk.
“General Manager” is a great WTF-inducer. I have two others tied for first, though: the running ticker of gibberish and Sassy Muni Bus. Please Ho, indeed.
To answer your burning question, though, there is apparently a place called Rifle Range in the Marin Headlands. The National Park Service says you can find those purty Mission Blue butterflies there. Nowadays, it appears to function more as a venue/public space than a shooting range. Please give us a break for giggling, though, as we don’t see “rifle range” on many things around here.
Go ahead, make my day: drop some photo goodies in our award-winning (finalist-making) Muni Photos Flickr pool.
Sexy Norway Bus Diaries
We found this TV ad for the bus in Norway (Nettbus) via @HollyHollsHoll and, let’s just be honest, we’re green with envy.
It’s well-produced, sexy, and made me want to live in Norway for a second. But I hear the winters are bad.
Talk about a fare hike!
Not sure that Sean realized how much this would crack us up.
I noticed this after boarding the N-Judah a while back.
Maybe this Clipper reader is a cyborg from 2013 that’s come back to destroy the son of … never mind.
Mx. Fix-It Saves the 12-Folsom (and Happy Hour)
Photo: Ian Fuller
Blair stepped up and fixed the bus. No, you guys, they fixed the bus, saving happy hour and some 12-Folsom riders’ sanity.
The handicapped ramp was stuck on the ground after someone had used it at the 14th and Folsom stop (FoodSlow) and the driver just sat there and called it in, instead of trying to fix it. I finally got up after 10 mins and said ‘did you try to fiddle with it or just stare at it’; he grunted he did not try to fix it. I went outside and looked it over and asked him a few questions, kicked and tugged. He FINALLY tried the button, nothing, I said wait, kicked and pulled again and sure enough…it moved back into place. Everyone was very happy that they did not have to wait for the next 12 (40 mins) and I told the bus driver to try and fix things himself next time. My GF called me out knowing I was headed to meet her and friends for happy hour and that stupid ramp was between me and beer.
We all know that Muni needs a lot of fixing. Have you ever pitched in? Like really fixed it? If so, you might get cookies, too. Spin us a yarn at muni.diaries.sf@gmail.com.
What to do when you encounter the Muni Seat Hog
We RT’d @amanda___c this morning, and got quite a number of suggestions for how to handle such an egregious breach of public-transit etiquette:
Uh, pick up his bag and throw it on him, then sit down. if he complains, tell him to F— off. 🙂 — @michaeldowling
I usually just start sitting on the seat anyway. The introduction of a stranger’s ass is good motivation. It works. — @McClure_SF
I’ve been known to pick up a bag, plunk it in their lap, and sit. Seats are for people, not bags! — @cripsahoy
I stand in front of them and pass gas… — @murphstahoe
What about you? How do you handle this particular type of Grade-A douchefeather?