Photo by Troy Holden

Rachel of Fog City Notes has some keen observations for us all:

When you have the same commute every day, you can’t help but make friends, if only superficially, with your fellow passengers. At least, I can’t help it.

I was thinking about this the other day when I noticed two of the ladies who are always on my 22 standing together in the bus stop where we all get out, gossiping.

One of the ladies gets on before I do, maybe at California Street or Sutter, and the other one gets on at Haight. Do their lives cross at any other time of the day/week? Do they know each others names, phone numbers?

I’ve had Muni friendships myself… Who knows where Jackie is these days? But she was always great to talk to. We had booths next to each other at a craft fair once. I even bought one of her photos.

And Ramon, who I haven’t seen in months. He’s always invited to my parties, and I’ve been to one of his.

There’s C., who is like a second mom to me, who I also exchange holiday cards with.

If I didn’t take Muni, I would never have met these friends. And honestly? I think my life would be a little less awesome without them.

Our lives would be a lot less awesome … without your Muni stories and observations. Share them on Muni Diaries, please!

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