Well, I Never
So I was making my way back to the office yesterday afternoon on the 5-Fulton. Typically, when it reaches its last stop at the Transbay Terminal, the bus driver opens all the doors.
This time, the bus driver honked at the 5 in front of him to move forward, but didn’t open the doors. I figured he was waiting to pull all the way forward before letting us off.
I, along with the other final passengers, lined up by the back door and waited. And waited. He never opened the doors.
After several seconds he muttered, seemingly NOT to us, “Are you going to get off the bus? Fine, stand there all day if you like.”
Once I realized he was addressing us, I said, “Excuse me?”
“STEP DOWN AND GET OFF THE BUS,” he yelled.
I think it was one of the few times in my life that I actually thought to myself, Well, I never! Where do Muni drivers learn their manners, anyway?