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Everyone has a public transit story, be it beautiful or grotesque, heartbreaking or inspiring. I'm currently producing a film regarding experiences on the New York Subway system. A brief summary: quote:The subway is a 24-hour carousel of New Yorkers’ personal dramas, spanning the gamut from the mundane to the life-or-death, the pedestrian to the absurd, the horrible to the heartbreaking. Each passenger is the protagonist in his or her own story, all trying to get where they need to go on the steel rails of public theater: the doors close, the lights flicker, and the audience embarks on a journey. Personalities of every age and ethnicity can enter at any time, shifting the scene already in play. In the 21st century, it’s far more convenient to shut off, tune out, and ignore the world around us as we delve into the abcesses of New York‘s beating heart. UNTITLED will examine how our stories intertwine and how conflict determinedly seeks us out despite our best efforts, exploring our roles in each others’ lives, no matter how indirect or fleeting. Characters will be defined by their responses to the void they call home, and wherein they might find the light. These are the threads in the grand, unwashed tapestry that connects us all – the Underground. We're currently in pre-production, and are in the process of collecting stories. I thought I'd turn to the forums and hear what the goon hive mind has to say. What I've found during the collection process if that people tend to primarily recall the negative aspects of public transit - I've heard enough vomit and feces stories to last me a long time. I'm interested in hearing any experiences that have stuck out to you (even if they seem mundane, they've stuck in your mind for a reason). They don't have to have occurred on the subway - we've been able to adapt some remarkable stories we've heard from buses and even planes. If it's beautiful? Great. If it's horrible? Great. Anything that has stuck with you, I'd love to hear. Feel free to PM me for more info on the project. Thanks goons!
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Aug 8, 2014 01:31
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Not exactly mine, but my girlfriend regularly takes a specific city bus home from work, and she regularly encounters this big extended family of about 20 people ranging from toddlers to elderly that always get on the bus and refuse to pay and let their kids run around freely, but if the kids make too much noise they start screaming and beating them right there in public on the bus. I assume there's nothing the bus driver can actually do to stop them, because they've been doing this on the same bus daily for over a year.
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Aug 8, 2014 09:17
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I once took a bus around 3:30 in the afternoon on a Friday, in a very nice part of town. There was a dude in the back who was really, really drunk, drinking beer while on the bus. He was from Texas and was very big on telling everyone this amazing fact, but that wasn't really the terrible part. It's that he was loudly cheering the bus driver on whenever she made a stop or turned a corner or stopped at a light or anything. He was really, really happy with her bus-driving skills and made sure everyone knew it.
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Aug 8, 2014 11:23
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My friend was going home on the train once, and he saw a man drop trou and take a poo poo right in the middle of the train.
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Aug 8, 2014 12:23
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One time I was riding the bus back from downtown, I was 16 and drunk off my rear end from my first time in a bar. There was an older guy standing near me and at one point he asked for a smoke. I told him I don't smoke, he looked surprised and told me I would. Then he told me I would be drafted* to Afghanistan, die there, and might as well start smoking. Then he told me was going to go home, smoke a joint and jerk off. *There hasn't been a draft in Canada since WW2. And here's a video of a woman plucking and eating a bird on the Montreal Metro: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x5vVMnPrvoM
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Aug 8, 2014 13:30
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I took LSD and jumped on the Orange line from downtown Chicago to the Midway Airport, and sat in the front-facing single person pod seat that's right beside the door between cars. It was like Space Mountain. I was told by a friend that I refused to leave when the airport was reached, and they were going to get someone to haul my rear end off the train before it left back for the return trip. We left before the authorities arrived and walked into a nearby coffee shop and I performed improv comedy for the first time.
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Aug 8, 2014 16:58
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One time I was on the subway late at night in NYC and there was this homeless guy laying down who started to pee himself. Some random guy got super angry about this and started kicking the homeless guy. The rest of the people in the car told him to lay off. I think that some people have defective brains that experience anger when normal people would instead feel either pity or sympathy.
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Aug 8, 2014 21:26
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Was riding the bus back from a new years party at about 7am once. Dude with a massive bottle of wine stumbles on and plops down next to me. Bottle is open and he's taking swig after swig. He starts talking to me about how he hosed 4 different girls during the course of the night and wanted to buy some weed. Told him I didnt have any and he got very angry, started saying how thats a lovely way to start the new year off by not hooking a brother up. He then proceeded to vomit all over his hands and in his bottle. Returned to drinking from said bottle. About then was the point i got the gently caress off that bus and walked home.
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Aug 8, 2014 21:56
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My train was delayed once because some lady drank a bunch of methylated spirits and had to be carried away by an ambulance crew.
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Aug 9, 2014 00:23
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A few weeks ago, my train on the New Haven Line was delayed due to "mechanical difficulties." When it got to Stamford, one car was closed - the one with the bathroom. As people do when you cram 9 cars' worth of people into 8, people were chatting about the situation, and it quickly became apparent that there had been an incident with the toilet. I got more graphic details from a friend who was on the other side of the disabled car who had asked a conductor what happened; a man had opened the bathroom door and closed it behind him with great haste. The flush valve was stuck in the open position and the backup of waste water "flowed like a river." The conductor jumped into action, used his key to lock the doors to the adjoining cars open, shouted "Women and children first!" and bravely stayed behind until all of the passengers had escaped to safety.
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Aug 9, 2014 00:57
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This is a weird question, it is like asking "What is your best experience with water and sewer" My best experience is when it works... quickly, and transparently, so I can get on about my business. My worst experience is when it doesn't, and the details don't matter. Public transit is a utility not a goddamn lifestyle adventure. That said, it does make me chuckle when I'm on the DC metro reading ads for major military purchasing programs like the Litoral Combat Ship and F-35, rather than divorce lawyers and hemorrhoid cream. But it isn't a very nice or happy chuckle.
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Aug 9, 2014 01:15
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I was once sitting on a bus where a guy in a seat nearby shuffled his trousers down ever so subtly until they were round his knees, then proceeded to lay a thick log of a turd on his seat. Then, with trousers still round his ankles, he got off the bus then pissed all over the street. What stays with me most isn't the making GBS threads itself per se, but the fact that there was this pale-faced Eastern European lady trapped in the seat beside his, unable to face squeezing past the desecrated chair, who instead just stared around the bus with these wide, uncomprehending eyes as if to ask "Why? Why would this happen? Why would anybody do this?" But I could do nothing to help her. That log of poo poo might as well have been a 100ft gorge between me and her, and I left her to her fate.
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Aug 9, 2014 01:58
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New York stories: I once saw a bum with long, scraggly hair shuffle off his hobo shoes, revealing grotesque yellowed feet that could be smelled across the train car. He then began to massage them while groaning and throwing his head back like he was having an orgasm. A few people gagged and ran out of the train car. I didn't witness this personally, but heard someone say it; a heavily pregnant woman boarded the train during rush hour, when people are packed wall-to-wall like sardines. No one would offer her a free seat, so she was stuck squatting her whole ride.  EDIT VVV oh wait, one more that the story below reminded me of: This was in the NY public bus instead of the train. The line to our neighborhood was down, so everyone who usually uses a train was crammed into Metro buses instead. This created incredible delays and 3 hour rides to Manhattan, and of course it was in the middle of summer so it was hot as hell. This made everyone's temper short. Standing on the bus, sardined into each other like everyone else, are two 20something adults. A shouting match breaks out with insults, shoving, etc. They trade insults back and forth when suddenly one guy says "Silly Rabbit, Tricks are for Kids." Dead silence. The other guy stopped in his tracks and no one on the bus made a sound for a full 10 seconds. After a while the guy said "You're crazy, man" and backed up. Either he felt bad for messing with a guy who was a little slow, or the Trix guy was a loving genius. I've never seen a fight diffused so fast. Mr. Creakle fucked around with this message at 23:17 on Aug 9, 2014 |
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Aug 9, 2014 18:42
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My freshmen year in high school. Two kids got in a pretty brutal fight on the school bus ride home and one had his glasses punched off that landed right in my lap. They paused fighting for a moment. Then I handed the guy his glasses back and they continued to fight.
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Aug 9, 2014 22:26
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Slo-Tek posted:This is a weird question, it is like asking "What is your best experience with water and sewer" And when I visited DC, it felt like I was suddenly in Deus Ex or some sort of other cyberpunk universe, with the brutalist station architecture and ads promoting robot soldiers. 
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Aug 10, 2014 01:01
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My aunt was riding the subway in NYC, and a guy got in the car and spotted another guy who he knew and hated already on board. They started screaming at eachother and eventually came to blows, and they were rolling around beating the poo poo out of eachother. All the other passengers pressed tightly into either end of the subway car and yelled at them to stop, which they didn't, and eventually a woman just panicked and pulled the emergency brake. The train squealed to a halt in the middle of the tunnel, which finally caused the two men to stop fighting because holy poo poo. Everybody was trapped underground for 20 minutes while the MTA got the train moving again. At the next station transit cops wee waiting and took the two guys away, and then asked who had triggered the brake because it's pretty serious business and delays everything on that line for tens of thousands of people. None of the passengers would identify the woman to them and after a minute they just gave up and left.
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Aug 10, 2014 02:27
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On the A train in new york there used to be a guy selling poo poo. He would board and yell out "the store is open for bidness!". He sold homemade booze in juice containers and individual cigarettes he called loosies or something. Kids always noticed the juice containers and he would tell them it's for their parents.
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Aug 10, 2014 02:59
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When I was a little kid in Paris (5 years old) I used to wave at the drivers as they rolled in the station. One time an RER driver waved my parents over once he'd stopped (can't remember which station it was, just that it was not Chatelet) and basically told us to ride inside the driver's cabin. We were getting off at the next stop for a connection. He then let me drive the train for that one stop. Told me what buttons to press and when to do so, etc. I'm guessing he would have been fired if anybody found out, but it was an awesome experience as a kid.
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Aug 10, 2014 03:03
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If you take the trains in Chicago you might run into this fine gentlemen: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HU7YFiZL8-U Tagged because he's showing quite a lot of cheek.There's another video of him dancing on a train platform but I can't find it. I saw him a lot last year and I'm surprised there aren't more videos of him.
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Aug 10, 2014 03:51
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Today the crazy screaming person on my bus was the driver.
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Aug 10, 2014 08:45
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When I lived in London I worked in a casino and would finish work at 2 or 4am quite often so would have to take the nightbus home which is always interesting. The weirdest thing that ever happened was one night we drove past some black guy just walking along minding his own business and the driver slammed on the brakes, screamed "you friend of the family oval office" at him then got off the bus and started a fight with him. Police showed up pretty much instantly and then had to wait for the next bus. One night I had a guy who was incredibly drunk come and sit next to me and start retching so I was worried he was going to be sick on me. Thankfully as the bus went round a corner he fell out of his seat and rolled down the entire length of the bus and then just crawled into the luggage area and fell asleep.
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Aug 10, 2014 14:06
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two_beer_bishes posted:On the A train in new york there used to be a guy selling poo poo. He would board and yell out "the store is open for bidness!". He sold homemade booze in juice containers and individual cigarettes he called loosies or something. Kids always noticed the juice containers and he would tell them it's for their parents. He also sells weed and porn! Or did, I haven't seen him in a few weeks.
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Aug 10, 2014 15:34
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On the Greyhound for a pretty long leg of a journey, I met a Peruvian guy who had fled the terrorist group Shining Path and come to the US to teach photography. He was on a long trip to see and try to reconcile with his estranged wife, and they had split because of her Christian evangelism while he was an atheist. He was interested in Esperanto and was well-read. This was a lot to disclose from my very minimal questions, but it was more interesting than the standard 'Hound story of "I'm poor and going to see if my uncle in LA can get me a job." Also, on a ferry from the mainland to the Swedish island of Gotland (Götland? Sorry Swedes), me and my buddy met a metalhead gambler (chariot races, of all things) who worked in an insane asylum. He lived on the island and was returning home after losing all his money betting on horses. He was no longer welcome in our country (just for overstaying his visa, but still). His girlfriend bought us some camping fuel, as the shops would've been closed by our arrival, and drove us to a camp site because it was already dark. Really sweet people. If rideshare/long distance carpooling counts, I got a ride from this really sweet young German hippie in his camper van. Ripped jeans, surf board, adopted dog. I was outrageously hungover but he would stop if I thought I was gonna ralph. The thing that blew my mind was that he was a fully qualified engineer in his country and just got tired of making money and being a square.
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Aug 10, 2014 16:06
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I caught a train from my home town to the friends house over 600 miles away, I sat next to a cute chick the whole time and really enjoyed it. When we arrived we shared a cab to the same suburb and it turned out she was my friends neighbour and they were friends themselves. Another time I was training home one Xmas eve and we ran over a man lying on the tracks. It was loud and I thought we had hit a bike.
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Aug 10, 2014 19:35
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I lived in NYC for a year and a half and saw so many people taking a poo poo on the train, platform, or sleeping having poo poo or pissed themselves. I got to the top of the steps at jayst metrotech once and saw a guy standing up leaning forwards slightly with his trousers round his ankles spraying liquid poo poo some distance. I also saw tons of boobs. no women in nyc wear bras at all in summer for some reason and I guess also don't seem to care when slouching down in a seat on the subway and they constantly fall out. My best one was when I was heading home with a girl i'd been out with, we were in an empty car and she touched my dick and asked if I wanted to get off a few stops earlier and stay at hers (don't want to leave anyone hanging, I said 'yes' and we totally did it) cubicle gangster fucked around with this message at 19:42 on Aug 11, 2014 |
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Aug 11, 2014 19:38
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I was riding on the light-rail in Phoenix, AZ on my way to work when this homeless man who smelled of urine decided to plop down directly next to me in a near empty train. I was playing some dumb jewel game clone on my tablet, which is apparently homeless code for, "Hey man, I know I'm playing this, but please put your hands on this like you own it, thanks." Not wanting to get stabbed, I was friendly to him about it. He then went on to tell me about how when he had an EggsBox he had had the highest score in all the world on whatever that jewel game is called. Also that Bill Gates was secretly a woman, and that he was able to intercept the radio waves that our minds produce.
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Aug 11, 2014 19:47
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I was on a bus in Las Vegas around four thirty or five in the morning on the way to the airport. We stop at a terminal and my friend gets off to use the bathroom. This normal looking dude sidles up to me and starts making small talk, including pointing to a bag of chips stuck in the vending machine and saying "That's my life, that bag of chips". I just stared at the ground. He ended up getting on our next bus and keeps trying to talk to people, just mumbling crazy poo poo and irritating the poo poo out of people. He tries sassing one of the workers (monitors? the people who stand up front) and she puts him in his place. The bus stops and he suddenly shouts "PRAY!!! For your sins! Bitch!" He then stepped off and began to beat on the windows shouting "Bitch! loving bitch!"
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Aug 11, 2014 21:41
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Some teenaged kid sat on the bus next to me at 5 am talking to himself about how he was melting.
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Aug 11, 2014 22:30
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I was on a train in to Chicago that was delayed en route for roughly fifteen minutes. This was on a day when US was playing in the World Cup, so some passengers were wearing jerseys--one guy even had a US flag draped around his shoulders. We happened to brake for repairs just in front of a junior high/high school soccer field while a game was going on. A bunch of people were spectating to pass the time and one or two passengers were making comments about the game. I personally was just idly watching the ball move around. Just as the train started accelerating again, however, one player was awarded a penalty kick, and it got kind of exciting. Some of my side of the train pressed our faces against the window to catch the result of the kick as we rolled away. Once the ball went in the net, half of our train car was cheering (and the other half had reluctant smiles.) It sounds like STDH.txt, but it was actually a really cool communal experience. I don't even particularly like soccer.
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Aug 11, 2014 23:00
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Probably one of the least spectacular train derailments in history, but I've been on a train that derailed. I was coming back to Tokyo after a daytrip down to the beach in Atami. The Tokaido line in 2013. It definitely wasn't a horrible Super8-style derail like in China, Spain, or Moscow. Someone tried to drive across the train tracks in their tiny kei car, in a place where there wasn't actually a crossing for cars. He of course got stuck, so our train totals his car. The driver wasn't in the car; there were no injuries on the train either except I heard someone complaining about a strained neck. Basically we were just riding the train normally and it came to an abrupt halt, then the conductor comes on the loudspeaker and says the train has derailed so please sit tight. 30 minutes pass and I decide to see what's going on, so I walk up to the leading car of the train and it was listing quite a bit. The front car came off the tracks, but no other cars did. Otherwise the train and passengers were completely fine though, not even any broken windows on the train. About 15 minutes later the cops show up and we have to get off the train, walk down the train tracks, to the next station, then take a different line home. Otherwise I don't have much, despite the high rate of train suicides I have never seen one. Plenty of drunk people sleeping in really awkward looking positions but that's worldwide I guess.
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Aug 12, 2014 04:13
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Psychobabble posted:He also sells weed and porn! Or did, I haven't seen him in a few weeks. Yeah, that guy is awesome. I bought quite a few nutcrackers from that guy when I used to ride the A train home. My favorite part would be when he would start yelling " Wake up, DRANK, smoke, DRANK, eat, DRANK, etc. for about five minutes.
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Aug 12, 2014 21:52
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Yesterday I watched a man dressed in business casual, carrying a laptop bag, just stop and turn to a guy that passed him. No contact was made, either by eye or physically, but this guy just started taunting him to "dont stop, just keep on walking.. Yeah, that's right, just move on bitch" The other guy never stopped, and I'm pretty sure he had no idea it was directed towards him.
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Aug 13, 2014 03:09
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cods posted:Yeah, that guy is awesome. I bought quite a few nutcrackers from that guy when I used to ride the A train home. My favorite part would be when he would start yelling " Wake up, DRANK, smoke, DRANK, eat, DRANK, etc. for about five minutes. nothing beats the pimp that hangs out in times square, who i've unfortunately never run into on public transport. He just wanders around Times Square at 3 in the morning in a full pimp suit calling out various drugs. My only interesting public transportation story was my friend starting a massive fight on the drunk bus. But that was in a college town, and was more drunk college students than anything particularly public transport related. Other than that, its a lot of piss and vomit stories.
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Aug 13, 2014 05:25
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There used to be this schizophrenic woman who used to ride the city buses where I live for a number of years. She looked exactly like a heavyset Aunt Jemima. She was very chill, but would have long winded conversations with distant family members, imaginary people, and the father of her child, Jesus Christ. The Jesus Christ story is my personal favorite. Evidently after her family made one million dollars after selling their farm built on an oil well she used that money to move to Wisconsin to find her dream man. It didn't take long as, lucky for her, Jesus Christ decided to phantasm his way into her room one night and they made sweet loving till the morning hours. Her time on the bus was spent arguing with invisible Jesus about how he wanted her to have an abortion, and that was just unacceptable. She was going to have this child and bring it back to Texas before the aliens took the farm back (she never elaborated on this part unfortunately). This went on for a good week with her telling Jesus to "Stop invading her womb." until one day she magically had the baby and then Jesus was suddenly a deadbeat dad. Every week she would accuse Jesus of being a piece of poo poo for not sending his child support in on time. Their relationship never really moved on from this point. Aunt Jemima was really a favorite on my bus-line and people would always make space for her to sit next to them so that we could listen in on her story for that week. People would try to talk with her but she would always tell them to pipe down as she was in the middle of a conversation. I haven't seen her for a number of years, but she would often ride the bus to the Greyhound station so hopefully she finally made it back to her family in Texas, or wherever they may be. Godspeed Aunt Jemima, may your mailbox be full of holy child support. 
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Aug 13, 2014 06:03
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Going to watch Skyfall two years ago roughly-ish (2012) get on a bus in downtown Portland... Pretty fat black lady is passed out behind us sort of shaking, bus driver is all like is she all right. Other black lady shout out in a perfect "aint nobody got time for that" type voice and says "I think this bitch be high or something"... We decide gently caress it and run out of the bus because we dont want to wait for the paramedics that just got called and miss the show so we run to the theater (2 MILES OR SO). drat you random lady for O.D. on the bus, I hate running and I wasted $2.50 on the ticket. This is one of the 8-9 times I have actually used public transit... so if its not that weird I am horrible and from suburbs.
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Aug 13, 2014 07:19
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I ride the buses and light rails of Minneapolis-St. Paul. Everyone's pretty nice and no one bothers nobody else. Well actually the first time I took the light rail there was a scraggly old blondish homeless guy who started talking to no one in particular and said, "You know what God told me today? [5-second pause] That I never had a loving chance."
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Aug 13, 2014 07:29
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On my old bus route there was an old man who wore the same hand-knitted mustard sweatshirt and hat every time I saw him, who I am pretty sure was mentally ill and lived in the local shelter. He used to wander onto the bus and sit down without paying, no matter how many times the drivers demanded he paid (he'd just stare at them blankly when they spoke to him). They eventually gave up on him as a lost cause and/or out of pity and just accepted that he would come and go on buses as he chose. It was nice and all that they let him on the buses but I kind of didn't like it because he always smelt strongly of urine and on some occasions had actually wet himself prior to boarding the bus. Anyway, one day he trundles onto the bus and sits down opposite me. Instead of doing his usual stare-into-space, this time he got distracted by a stray thread on the empty seat next to him. He spent the next few minutes picking at the thread until it was a moderately sized hole, and then spent the rest of the ride eating the chair stuffing 
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Aug 13, 2014 07:42
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Jedi Knight Luigi posted:I ride the buses and light rails of Minneapolis-St. Paul. Everyone's pretty nice and no one bothers nobody else. Once there was this dude on the back of the 16 (I was riding it to class) and he was rolling up a fat blunt, and when he glanced up at me I was like "looks like a good time right there" and then he came over and sat right next to me and started trying to get me to buy drugs from him. I'm pretty sure he was just trying to rob me, but he was super persistent and was like "yo I got it all man, anything you need, what do you want, I can get that poo poo, no problem" and I was just like "uhhh I'm good man, I already got some weed and I'm late for class." It was mildly awkward.
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Aug 13, 2014 08:21
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Yeah, just the other day I was on the 21 (which can be a real zoo even on the weekends) and some older black guy was telling this black lady with two little toddlers who were listening to some music on separate earbuds that they shouldn't be listening to rap, which caused like a 20-minute argument. The guy kept reiterating that it'll shape their personalities or something like that, and the woman kept sayin stuff like "Well, I worked in a law office, so how come I can't understand what you sayin? Can you help me better understand?" All sarcastic-like. The golden rule of public transit: Mind your own biz. Eyes front!
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Hooo boy. So this poo poo happened the day after my birthday 2 years ago. The night before my wife was reduced to tears at a volksfest in Germany. Essentially, the game dude didnt limit the amount of shots you could take so we started firing like mad. Made us pay for it in the end when we had to pony up 60 Euro. So we are on the train back home, she is still upset an we are just sitting there. In walks this woman, barefoot and a little dirty and looks right at me. She then decides to put her head on my shoulder. I think she was on something, or was just crazy. I look at my wife like "what in the gently caress?" And the lady points at her and tells her to go away. My wife, agitated now, stands up and looks around asking someone for help. The chick stands up and tries to pull my wifes shirt down. I stand up and yell at her to stop. The politzei notices a few rows up and comes over to us. We sit back down and crazy chick puts her hand near my crotch (where leg meets groin). I shove her hand off and the politzei tells her to gently caress off after hearing the whole thing from my wife. So she leaves. It didnt end there though. After being gone for 5 minutes she returns with her companion. A dude who I have no idea why he was there. She looks at me, and sits right the gently caress back down. This time my wife stands up and asks for the politzei again and glares at the chick. The politzei disappears for a minute. In this time the chick is trying to lay hands on my wife and she is very close to punching this insane person. The train stops, the politzei comes back and escorts her away. The last thing my wife and I see is her, barefoot on the side of the railway tracks on gravel, in the middle of nowhere, with her companion in tow. Might sound like stdh.txt but I dont give a gently caress. Weird poo poo always happens to me. Had a old woman come up to me one time as I was taking up two seats lounging. There was plenty of open seats so I just lay there. Eventually I get up and shuffle to one side and she sits down next to me. Never once taking er eyes off me. Again, open seats everywhere. So im stuck next to her while she is smiling at me and staring. It stays like this for a few minutes until the train stops. Then she rubs my hair, tells me everythin will be ok, then gets off.
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