Love on the N-Judah
A submission from Muni rider ShinyTresses
On a rare warm San Francisco day, I had just gotten a haircut so my hair was swingy, sexy and shiny as I walked down to the Embarcadero station to wait for the N. I had been waiting on the wrong side of the station when the N pulled in and stopped in its tracks to wait for passengers to pile in. I must have looked confused because the driver, an older, bearded, skinny man, got out of the train and asked me where I was going.I told him and he said,
“Oh you need to be on the other side, honey, but wait! You’re so beautiful. Do you have a husband or boyfriend?”
Me, totally taken back and in shock: “Um…yes.”
Driver: “Oh I knew it!”
I glanced over and a whole train of passengers are sitting there, waiting.
Me: “Don’t you need to go? I think your passengers are waiting.”
Driver: “But I can’t take my eyes off you! I’d love to take you to dinner!”
I demurred and he said, “Maybe I’ll see you again! Your boyfriend is a lucky man!”
So, my apologies to the N-Judah passengers who were delayed because of one romance-inclined driver. And in case you were wondering where I got the hair cut that stops Muni traffic, it is Oxen Rose on Grove!
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Written by: tdomf_682d6
This is not about Muni, but a vain girl bragging about getting hit on…. Who cares. Either that or she is plugging the salon.
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No wonder Muni is never on time!
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If they’re not hitting on people, they’re just having idle chatter among themselves. I think the latter is more common, but I don’t know if that’s a good thing or not.
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That driver appreciates good hair after all the riff raff he sees all day long.
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That is such a cute story!!
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They’re always doing some shit taking their time. They are all so country.
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