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    Homeless Is Where The Heart Is

    | Atlanta, GA, USA | Awesome Customers, Top, Transportation

    (I am taking the local subway home after work. Most of the subway customers/passengers are dressed as typical office workers except for one man across from me, who is very shabby looking—dirty patch-work clothes, hair dirty and scraggly, beard wild and unkempt—and has a large, filthy shopping bag full of what looks like all of his worldly possessions, including blankets, dirty yellow pillows and an old desk lamp. Everybody on the train is deliberately trying to look away from him, save one well-dressed man. As the train moves through the stations, the well-dressed man switches seats to be closer to the old man and strikes up a conversation.)

    Well-Dressed Young Man: *amiably and loudly* “What a fine day it is today! How are you today, sir?”

    Ragged-Looking Old Man: *just as amiably and loudly* “I’m doing great, just great. Hope you are, too! Got a lot to do, not enough hours in the day to get it done!”

    Young Man: “That’s what I thought. You look like a respectable, busy kind of guy! Like the kind of guy who has some good business going on!”

    Old Man: “Why, yeah I am! I’m a bid’ness man! Got some projects I’m takin’ care of! I’m sorry I ain’t at my best. I left my bud’ness suit at home, you see! But I’m still out here takin’ care of m’projects!”

    Young Man: “Yes, like I said, I’ve got a keen eye for the entrepreneurial types, and you seem the kind of guy who has a lot of good business going on! And I think you’d make a wise investment!”

    (By now, I’m openly watching these two talk like they’re a couple of old business partners. The rest of the train, though still trying not to be obvious, is stealing glances, and everybody’s stopped what they were doing so they can hear.)

    Young Man: *still amiably* “I think I’d like to help fund one of your projects! Would $60 be enough to start?”

    Old Man: *also still amiably* “Why, yeah sir, it would! I thin’ I can put the money to proper use in m’projects! Thank yah for your help!”

    (The young man pulls out and hands $60 in cash to the old man.)

    Young Man: “Pleasure doing business! By the way, it looks like you’ve misplaced your jacket.”

    (It is winter, and the old man only has a shirt on.)

    Old Man: “Yeah, like I said, it’s at home with my business suit.” *laughs* “Like I say, you caught me when I was just going out to look around and do some shopping.” *holds up bag*

    Young Man: *chuckles* “Yeah, I’m going to do some shopping when I get home, myself. Well, I wouldn’t want the man who’s project I’m funding to get sick before he has a chance to make use of my investment! That’s bad business! Here, you can borrow my jacket until you can get home to get yours.”

    (The young man takes off his suit jacket—easily worth $200—and hands it to the old man.)

    Old Man: “Thank ya’ again, sir! And again, I’ll put that money to good use, don’t you worry!”

    Young Man: “I’m sure you will, and I’m looking forward to the results! A pleasure doing business, and have a good day.”

    (The old man gets off at the next stop. The young man’s stop and mine were the same, and as he rushed off to get out of the cold and home, I ran to catch up. As we walked, I told him that I’ve never seen anyone do anything like that before, and that he’s shown me the true path of generosity. I’ve not seen either of them since, but after that day, I’ve made sure that no matter how bad times get for me, I always reserve at least $50 and a few volunteer hours for charity a month, and a little bit of extra cash on hand for those I come across who need it most!)

    A Sound Driver Is Music To My Ears

    | Portland, OR, USA | Awesome Workers, Musical Mayhem, Top, Transportation

    (I am a passenger on the train heading home from a long day at school, keeping to myself as it is nearly midnight. A teenager is listening to very obnoxiously loud music. We come to our first stop.)

    Driver: *comes back to where the teenager is sitting* “Would you mind turning down your music? You’re disturbing everyone.”

    (The teenager laughs and ignores him. The driver glares at him, the teenager only turns it down until the train leaves again. We come to our second stop.)

    Driver: *comes back to the teenager* “Turn down your music. You’re disturbing everyone.”

    Teenager: “No, I’m not! Everyone likes music!”

    (The driver looks around to everyone on the train.)

    Driver: “Hands up everyone who wants to listen to this jacka**’s music.”

    (Silence.)

    Driver: “Hands up everyone who wants the jacka** to turn off his music so they can get home in peace.”

    (All hands go up.)

    Driver: “If I come back again, you’re off the train.”

    Teenager: *glares at everyone around the train and gets off on the next stop*

    Hail To The Bus Driver

    | Burnaby, BC, Canada | Awesome Workers, Top, Transportation

    (I am walking home after work during a rather unpleasant snow storm. Not expecting a snowstorm today, I am wearing a t-shirt and shorts. About 10 minutes into my 40 minute walk, a ‘not in service’ public bus pulls up and stops next to me.)

    Driver: “Hey! Where are you headed?”

    (I tell him the street I live on.)

    Driver: “Not that far from out of my way. Hop on!”

    Me: “Really? Thanks!”

    (The bus driver then proceeded to drive right to my street and let me off, telling me to ‘keep warm’! People like him are awesome.)

    Screaming For Horse Power Makes You Hoarse

    | Sacramento, CA, USA | Awesome Customers, Transportation

    (Customer #1 has come in to exchange her vehicle, as the original car had a mechanical problem. Although she is visibly frustrated, she has remained polite during the entire exchange.)

    Customer #1: “If I seem b****y at all to you, I apologize. I am just so annoyed at this car!”

    Me: “If there is anybody that should be apologizing, it should be us. We should have checked the car better.”

    Customer #1: “Well, you are doing a wonderful job, and I just have to remind myself not to get mad at you. It is not your fault, and you are the one helping me. The last thing I want is to get upset at you in particular!”

    Me: “Ma’am, even with how frustrated you are feeling, you are still one of the politest customers we have had all day.”

    (As we are finishing the exchange, Customer #2 comes in being helped by my co-worker.)

    Customer #2: “This is bulls***! Last time I was here, my insurance paid for a much nicer car than what you’re giving me! Why are you lying to me?”

    Coworker: “Sir, I assure you, this is the car that your insurance company will cover.”

    (While Customer #2 continues his swearing rant, Customer #1 talks to me.)

    Customer #1: “This is why I am glad I was able to keep my cool. I feel better knowing that I didn’t end up acting like that!”

    Me: “I told you. Even upset, you are one of the nicest customers we have here!”

    You Won’t Be-Leaf It

    | Vancouver, BC, Canada | Awesome Customers, Top, Transportation

    (I am on the bus. There was a rather severe windstorm the previous night.)

    Passenger: “Why are we stopping in the middle of the road?”

    Driver: “There’s a fallen tree in the road.”

    (The passenger talks to his companions for a few seconds.)

    Passenger: “Can you let us off?”

    Driver: “Why?”

    Passenger: “We’re going to move the tree.”

    (The passenger is a rather skinny looking guy.)

    Driver: “…Sure.”

    (The passenger and his friends get off the bus, then proceed to drag the fallen tree out of the road.)

    Driver: “Well, I’ll be…”

    (Thanks to the passengers who cleared it, and to the bus driver who let them off to do it—since it’s against policy to let them off at any place but a proper bus stop.)

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