This amazing time-lapse video taken from the upper deck of a Community Transit bus was taken by the ever-amazing Oranviri, via the Seattle Transit Blog flickr pool.
I know, this is usually the realm of the Bus Chick, but I overheard a man and a woman on the 66 today sharing funny bus stories. Their stories were okay, and it got me thinking about my most bus stories, and I’d like to share two of them with you. I apologize in advance if I offend anyone.
I was on the 14 two days ago and a mildly crazy man was repeating loudly “You used me as a go-between.” He repeated it all the way from Bellevue and Bellevue on Capitol Hill to Westlake, and this being rush-hour, that was a good 15 or so minutes, in the blazing heat. The 14 is a trolley bus, so it was nearly completely silent other than this one man repeating loudly “You used me as a go-between.” Finally at Westlake a woman in a wheel chair got on and as the driver situated the wheelchair, the woman typed into her computer which said in a computerized voice “Crazy. Man. Shut. Up.” Everyone burst out laughing and the really only mildly crazy man said, “I didn’t realize I was bothering anyone.” Classic.
About twelve years ago (I guess I am that old), on a Sunday in the summer and I was trying to get to Golden Gardens from downtown Ballard. If I had walked it would have taken me about 20~25 minutes, which wasn’t that bad, but a number 17 came right up and I asked the driver whether the bus went near there, and how long it would take to get to Golden Gardens if I took the bus. The answers were “Yes” and “15 minutes”.
The bus drove as far as Ballard High School when the driver stopped the bus and got out, walked into the whatever that restaurant is with the car on the roof. I was the only passenger, and completely dumb struck. After about three or four minutes, I followed the driver into the restaurant where he was ordering a burger and a milk shake. I asked him when the bus would be on its way again, and he told me it would only be after he finished his lunch. I pleaded with him that I, having grown up in Capitol Hill, I had no idea how to get to Golden Gardens from where I was, and that he had promised me it would be just 15 minutes. He said, it’d only take him ten minutes to eat his burger. I accepted that and walked back to the bus.
Being 15 and useless, I had no money and nothing to do (this was before tetris on cell phones). I tried to entertain myself on the bus, but without a book, a walkman or a gameboy, I was bored senseless. I got off the bus and walked around Ballard High School and talked to a girl who was standing there. I walked back to the bus and just as I was crossing 65th, the driver entered the bus and drove off, leaving me in what I felt was the middle of no where with no way to get back.
It worked out in the end, the girl led me to Golden Gardens and we had a great barbecue with the friends I was meeting. Still though, that was the devil driver from the beyond. I would not have been surprised if someone had told me, “but the 17 only runs on weekdays! That driver must have been a ghost!”
I was on the 545 and someone was talking very loudly on the phone about how much he hated riding the bus. He felt like sharing with conversation with all of us and proceded to discuss how his car was in the shop, how the bus was for poor people and losers, and how much the whole experience sucked. We were about half-way over the 520 bridge when a “bus friend” of mine – who takes the 545 every day – tapped him on the shoulder and asked him if he could please be quiet. The phone guy began to turn his head, said “Hey, I’m talking on the phone–“, but when he looked at tapper he spoke into the phone “oh crap, it’s my boss I have to go.” I thought that was funny.
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