It’s a new year and at some point I’ll tell you all about how I have a new coach and all the shit I did this year, but, more importantly, we took the bus home from the city last night at like 1:30 a.m. It was the best bus ride in years.
First, we like flagged it down in the middle of the street, because we didn’t know we weren’t at a stop. So, we only added to the retardedness that was the bus.
Second, there was a mix of drunk hipsters and homeless people. One guy showed me his earring his friend made. People couldn’t count their change. The driver was having to give life advice.
Someone kept pressing the stop button, so we stopped at every stop and then they would yell out another stop that we were nowhere near. And no one would get off.
And some guy kept yelling ‘RIP Andy!’
And then we picked up a guy in the Presidio and he gets on and flashes his USF id card. The driver is like that doesn’t mean anything. The kid’s like no, no it’s cool. And the driver says Golden Gate Transit doesn’t have an agreement with USF; he can get off and catch a Muni bus, where does he want to go.
The kid: I understand. I just want to go to Geary.
The driver: Then, you’ll want to get off and catch another bus. This bus doesn’t go there.
The kid: No, no, I understand.
(And, he’s still flashing his USF card.)
The driver: This bus doesn’t go to Geary. If you get on this bus, it will take you to another county.
The kid: I understand, I understand, man, I just want to go to Geary.
The driver: Then, it would be better for you to get off and catch another bus.
The kid: (Just looks around.)
The driver: If you get on this bus, it’ll go over the bridge and you won’t be in the city.
The kid: Man, I just want to go to Geary.
Then he like looks around some more and is still showing his USF id card. This conversation’s gone on for like five minutes and we haven’t moved and the whole bus is listening.
Finally, the kid gets back off. “This is fucking stupid” were his last words of wisdom.