Muni is apparently the perfect place to clean between your toes
I hope you had your lunch already.
Muni rider Erich sent this along without any caption. Because, really, does it need a caption?
Your place to share stories on and off the bus.
I hope you had your lunch already.
Muni rider Erich sent this along without any caption. Because, really, does it need a caption?
Photo by Paul Sullivan
You really never know what you’re gonna get when you board a Muni vehicle. Muni rider sfnative tells about one we’ve never heard of before.
Got on an express bus this morning (long bus). Sat down in a single seat and this woman comes up to me and says, “This is my seat. We’re all regulars (referring to another couple of riders) and this is mine.” I heard her say this, but I had my earphones on so I took them off and said, “What?” She said never mind and went to another seat.
At first I thought she was kidding, but she was dead serious!! Earlier, when I arrived at the bus stop, I was the only one there. Plus there were three empty single seats up front! I can’t believe the nerve of some people! I can’t wait to take “her” seat again!!!
Oh, things could get really interesting …
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Please? Also: Please don’t break Muni if the Giants lose tonight. Or tomorrow. Photo by Mike Hendrickson
Above: Someone in 2012 got a little too happy about the Giants winning the World Series that year. That might happen again tonight. The Giants winning the World Series, that is.
If that happens, tonight or tomorrow, please don’t break Muni. Thank you.
Following a magical* World Series game, Tara and I magically* got to Second and Harrison just as the 12-Folsom was turning and about to pick up us and a half-dozen other elated baseball fans*.
I tend to board and head straight for the back row on empty or empty-ish buses like this one. Distracted by a bag of half-eaten fruit on the floor below my seat, I missed this Dean Martin record, just sitting there on that shelf in the back of the bus, chillin’.
That is all. A vinyl record on the bus. Perhaps someone can suggest at the next SFMTA budget meeting installing a turntable on Muni buses?
* The asterisks don’t mean anything, really, other than YAY, GIANTS!
Photo by Joe Lewis
Of all the days you could get on the wrong bus, Karla Milosevich accidentally got on an express on Oct. 17, 1989, the day that the big one hit. Today is the 25th anniversary of the Loma Prieta earthquake, and the website Earthquake Weather has been gathering stories about the quake. Here’s Karla’s:
I was working a temp job on the 12th floor of a downtown office on Spear Street, and had just gotten off work. I caught the 14 Mission bus to go to the café on Valencia Street where my sister worked, but accidentally boarded the express one, which was headed towards Daly City. I couldn’t get off before the freeway so I was standing in the crowded bus, holding the rail over my head, looking out the window and lamenting how much longer it was going to take me to get home.
We were stopped, waiting for a light, and then the bus kind of rolled and it sounded like metal on metal, I figured we were having an accident on the side I couldn’t see. It seemed like a car was scraping against the bus. But then I could also see a guy who had been asleep in his car– he woke up and was all startled. I was wondering about the connection because his car wasn’t touching the bus, then people started saying “Earthquake”, “That was an earthquake!”
We sat there for a few minutes, then got on the freeway anyway, business as usual. I got off as soon as I could, in the way outer Mission. Around then, all the buses stopped running, so there was no way to get back. This was before cell phones, so I started walking to the Mission. As it happened, this guy I know, Dave Cohen, happened to be driving by and gave me a ride home. That was pretty lucky! That’s when I started to hear about how much damage there was.
Were you on Muni during the ’89 earthquake? Tell your story to 1989Quake.com.
It’s that time of the (even-numbered) year again.
Dude, lighting Muni buses on fire when you’re happy is soooooooooooooo 2012, right? It could never happen again, could it?
Previously: Giants Win World Series! SF Trashes Muni!
h/t Muni rider Kelly: “Of all the cool stuff I got at #APE2014 this pillow might be my favorite.”