(near) death by Muni
I’m wary of all Muni drivers, and you should be, too. Walking across Geary (yikes) the other day, I preferred to stand in the unguarded median than race an oncoming 38. While drivers of regular vehicles will usually stop for a pedestrian in an unlighted crosswalk (you know, it being the law and everything), Muni is clearly above this standard.
I’m not just bagging on our favorite local transit agency because of a continuing killing streak the buses seem to have been on the last few years. It’s highly cool to hate Muni, of course, but I’m not just jumping on the bandwagon.
I walk a lot. Alone, usually. I obey more traffic signals than most of my fellow pedestrians who, braver than I, will dart in front of a California Street cable car because it takes too long to wait for our light. So, I get really pissed off when Muni buses (to name names, the 10-Townsend when it’s on North Point and the 33-Stanyan when it’s on 18th Street) take the red light like it ain’t no thang. I follow the rules. Are you going to?
I see it happen a lot, in fact. The bus stops to pick up/drop off people near an intersection. Instead of stopping at that intersection (since their light has now turned red), they’ll speed through with little to no regard for us peds (whose light is actually green at this point) in order to get to that next stop on the other side of the intersection.
It begs the question of whether there’s some kind of stops-made quota the drivers have to fill before they can go home, get a raise, get a bonus, whatever. After all, they’re not regular 9-to-5-ers like the rest of us. Whatever the answer to this question, I implore the drivers to just fucking stop at the red light next time. Becoming Muni pizza is rather low on most of our to-do lists.