Unfiltered Story #121007

, , , | Unfiltered | September 18, 2018

(I’m currently on the city bus as it approaches the transfer center. The bus is running late so rather than keep the other buses late, the driver radios that he has no transfers for them so they’re long gone before we arrive. I stay on the bus while two women approach the driver)

Woman: Can I get a transfer slip?

Driver: …what?

Woman: I need to take the [other bus line] to [popular store].

Driver: All the buses have left. I asked three times if there were any transfers and nobody said anything so I told the buses they could leave.

Woman: Oh…so what do I do now?

Driver: You’re going to have to wait an hour to catch the next bus. I asked three times if there was anyone transferring. Didn’t you hear me?

Woman: I didn’t know what you meant.

(Yet she knew to ask for a transfer slip… The kicker was the woman behind her wanted a transfer slip for a third bus line)

Not Talking Turkey This Thanksgiving

, , , , , , , | Friendly | September 15, 2018

This happened in the 1990s when tokens were the main way to pay for public transit.

A friend of mine got on a bus around Thanksgiving. After he got on, a weird-looking guy carrying a huge frozen turkey got on the bus. He dropped a token in the slot ostentatiously, announcing, “This one’s for me,” and then did it again, saying, “This one’s for the turkey.” Then he sat down and put the turkey in the seat next to him.

As the bus went along its route, it started to fill up. At a certain point, there were no empty seats left. A lady went up to the guy and asked him to move his turkey so she could sit down. At that point, the guy said dramatically, “The turkey pays, the turkey stays.” The bus driver confirmed that the man had paid for the turkey’s seat, so there was nothing the lady could do about it.

Frankly, I think he was brilliant for buying a seat for his turkey — carrying a frozen, 20-pound object on your lap would not be fun!

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What’s Latin For “Overthinking It”?

, , , , , | Learning | August 17, 2018

(I overhear two students talking.)

Student #1: “During my school trip in Italy–”

Student #2: *interrupting* “In Italy? Did you study Latin in middle school or high school?”

Student #1: “Neither.”

Student #2: “But how you can have the right to participate at a school trip in Italy without studying Latin?!”

Student #1: “Because I studied Italian.”

Unfiltered Story #117492

, , | Unfiltered | July 25, 2018

(I’m taking the bus home from a shopping trip. It’s about a 40-minute ride as it’s a couple towns away. A girl in her late teens or early 20s got on at the same time I did and has been quietly playing on her phone. About 25 minutes into the trip, at one of the typical stops to pick some people up, she out of the blue starts yelling at the driver.)

Girl: “What is taking so long!? I have to go to the bathroom!”

(Shocked silence.)

Girl: “This is STUPID! I’m tired of sitting here, and I have to go to the bathroom!”

Driver: “So get off and go to the bathroom. Door’s open…”

Girl: *angrily just sits there, glaring silently until she gets off another stop or two later*

Will You Girls Just STOP?

, , | Right | July 12, 2018

(I watch this happen between two girls and the bus driver. The bus stops, passengers disembark. Literally two seconds after the bus starts moving, [Girl #1] presses the bell. After about 15 seconds, this happens.)

Girl #1: “Why isn’t he stopping?”

Girl #2: “I don’t know. You pressed the bell.”

Girl #1: *to the driver* “Are you stopping?”

Driver: “Yes, when I get to my stop.”

Girl #2: “But we need to get off here.”

(She starts pressing the bell repeatedly.)

Girl #2: “Why won’t he stop?!”

Girl #1: “He has to stop. He’s a bus!”

(Frantically ringing the bell.)

Me: “He’ll stop at the other end of the road, which is his stop.”

(Both girls stare at me like I have three heads.)

Girl #1: “But we need to get off here.”

Me: “This is a bus, not a taxi. He stops at predesignated stops, not in the middle of the street.”

(Turns to [Girl #2], who is still pressing the bell.)

Me: “And doing that won’t make him stop any sooner.”

(They glared at me and at the driver, then started whispering to each other. The bus stopped and they got off, giving me and the driver dirty looks. When I got to my stop, I thanked the driver, and we shared a laugh over the two stupid girls who still didn’t understand buses in their late teens.)

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