intense breakdown on the N

About 3 or 4 years ago I was on the N outbound, and I'm pretty sure I got on around the dolores area. The bus ride was ok for a while, until after a few minutes an asian woman, a recent addition to america's diverse cultural landscape, began to go totally crazy.

She started screaming non-stop, and even spent some time rolling on the floor in the back of the N, which was already crowded for the day complete with many people standing around her. She was screaming, "I spill my bluh! I spill my bluh! I want govamen job!" She was also speaking in tounges and making all sorts of wails, overall it was super depressing and hard to watch, words don't really do the situation justice.

Overall, it was the most intense breakdown I've ever seen irl, and it made me feel weird because it was so upsetting. She looked normal enough in spite of being kind of fobby, almost cute with a long ponytail, that in some ways overshadowed her coke bottle glasses. She was also getting in people's faces, she was begging for help. After a while people started telling her to shut up, which was funny even though she was like, clearly going thru something serious.

Eventually, the bus driver came off, and I can't remember if he threw her off the bus, or just told her to shut the fuck up. She was so annoying that I was hoping someone would start beating her, because trust, at that moment that ho really did need to be slapped. I wish I could relive it again just for a minute, because it was so intense! I'd never heard more realistic bloodcurdling screams. It's strange to think that most people who work for the government were on par with her.

but I'm a lesbian...

I was waiting in the tenderloin for the 38 Owl outbound- it was probably somewhere between 2:30 and and 3:30 am at the time, and I was accompanied by my significant other at the time with 2 other friends. Since we were waiting on the street corner and watching drug deals and other hustles, when all of a sudden a middle eastern lesbian stumbled down towards the bus stop, and started talking to a bunch of black guys on the corner. 

They gave her a puff of something- I'm not sure if it was weed or speed, or something even worse, but shortly aftershe got involved in a scuffle with all the black guys, which was really stupid cause they were all big and appeared to be rough. I heard her babble something icnchoherently to the effect of, "I love black men, and I would have a baby for them, cause I love black people. But I'm a lesbian," even though it didn't come out like that, and she had a creepy/crazy sounding accent. The guys responded with "I bet you liked that hit," but I still didn't know what the bitch got. 

Anyways, the but the bus came about 15 minutes later and it got on the bus and was making a huge scene, she was screming all over the place and getting in people's faces, so I started yelling at her, and I told her to shut the fuck up and nobody gives a shit about her. Then I told her, "you're not even a woman," because lesbians get on my nerves, to which she repsoded that I was homophobic, so I started a bitch fight with this thing until I got off the bus, I must admit I did enjoy the fact that it was making a bunch of white women on the bus very nerous, shit it was a really intense night. It didn't help that my sig other at the time was seriosuly dressed like a freak at the time.

MBK exposed?

On this past Saturday morning at about 1pm, I got on the 71 outbound at haight and stanyan. Quickly, I realized that the bus driver of the day had a lot of personality, because he kept singing and whistling; also, he was calling out stops verbally. He stopped to talk to a meter maid out the front door of the bus, a conversation that lasted a few minutes. He kept offering up wisdom and anecdotes to life, although I'm still not sure exactly to whom he was speaking that whole time, I mean he was probably just talking to nobody in particular. 2 kids tried to sneak on the bus, but he drove off and said, "Joo wanna play games, we can play games," while laughing. About 5 minutes later, he ran out of the bus and chased 2 people halfway down the block- he said something about them writing graffiti on the bus. So now we know, MBK is a white guy with glasses, and he is accompanied by a 5 year old Mexican boy.

the boogeyman

I have never been privy to these experiences, they were all told to me by close friends (at the time). 

2002- 2003, 14 Mission, outbound the boogeyman would usually get on around van ness. A brief description:

always accompanied by a fat bag of shit, usually cans and bottles (+other garbage)

always filthy- as in covered in feces, and smelling like pee

always half naked, and wearing a skirt with nothing on under it

he would sit with his knees at his chest on the seats, so you could see all of it's filthy homeless genitalia

no bus driver would ever try to fuck with this guy, cause he was so scary looking.

BTW, I've been to europe, and I didn't see any homeless people, how come they are so omnipresent in SF?

that kid spat in his face!

About 2 years ago, I was waiting for the 38 inbound at Geary and 6th Ave (but I'm not exactly sure what stop it was). Since the 38L comes so frequently, I would always take the L instead, because it makes a pretty big difference unless the driver happens to be extra shitty, in which case it would arrive at the desination around the same time as the regular line. As the normal 38 pulled up to the stop, I saw 2 teenagers begin to exit the bus, a white boy and a white girl. The boy looked kind of like a skater type, with hair down to this chin. As they exited the bus, the boy ran up to the bus driver, spat in his face, then he and the girl bolted down the block and got away, while the bus driver tried to pursue them, but was too old or too overweight to run. Instead, he got on the phone, and started gabbing up a storm. I would have felt bad if the situation hadn't been so hilarious. That's when the 38L arrived, then I got on the bus and went down town.

 

I probably should have first given a description of the driver- he was an older, larger man. I want to say he was middle eastern because he kind of looked it, but I don't think he was, he really could have been anything. He had a beard that was mostly white, and wore glasses. Coincidentally, I've seen him multiple times after I saw him get spat on.

Racism on MUNI

Today on June 20, 2008 I was riding on the L inbound. I'm not sure what block I was on, I think it was Sunset and Taraval. Often, there are Asian immigrants on the L with large garbage bags full of plastic and/or glass bottles which they reclaim to get a few cents. I think we all know the people I'm talking about, we're starting to see them more and more all over the streets- they're doing the best they can to skim a living off people's garbage- basically they're living on the fringes of society. Today on the L, a woman's voice came on really loudly on the loudspeaker announcing, "There are no large bags on MUNI. There are no large bags allowed on MUNI." The sound was a lot louder than announcements normally are- usually the announcements are nothing more than muffled static through which one can normally only detect the cross street and nothing more. To me, is seemed like racism, because I see people with hella shit on the buses all the time. Moreover, I don't really think that "those of us who are well adjusted to this society's complicated life" should try and make life more difficult than it already has to be for those of us who happen to be in a different situation.

 

Shortly after, a clean looking Asian woman wearing a white shirt, accompanied by a huge bag of plastic watter bottles, got off the bus at the bus stop with her daughter, and started to wait for the next train. I wonder if she felt embarrassed?