what was that?

I was on the loudest bus Wednesday. And that’s saying a lot coming from someone who’s regularly accused of being the loudest person anyone knows.

I live along the 31-Balboa line. Though I only know two other people who live on this line, I highly recommend a ride just for the quick-and-dirty, 40-minute lesson in San Francisco neighborhoods and people. It starts on Market, just south of the Financial District. It goes past the nicer parts of Market (until you hit the mall), then past the not-so-nice parts (mind the needles). Straight through the Tenderloin it goes, through the Western Addition and Fillmore, past Laurel Heights and into the Richmond, toward its final stop by the ocean. By extension, you can imagine the bus has a range of clientele, from FiDi yuppies to awkward USF students to cadres of obnoxious, fearless teenagers to petite Asian ladies armed with pink plastic bags.

You can probably tell where I’m going with this. No, I’m not race-baiting; I despise all willing disrupters of the bus ride equally.

But let’s focus on those obnoxious, fearless teenagers for now. They were not only loud talkers; they used the rude, yet effective “Can I get by, shit!?” to cut through the standing crowd. They then used the actual bus as a drum to accompany their impromptu song for which people silently (read: passive-aggressively) shot them angry looks. The irony meter (and everyone’s patience) tipped when a man aggressively asked them to quiet down. He then proceeded to yell into his phone about some hot chick at Starbucks.

I think that ride even beat my morning journey on the F; the one with a whole classroom of eight-year-olds.

What do you think is the loudest line? Please let me know so I can avoid it at all costs.

Tara Ramroop isn’t that loud. OK, maybe she is, but never on the bus.

4 comments

  • Outbound 6-ParNASTY or 71 on a Saturday afternoon. There’s a drum circle on every bus.

  • tara

    That’s a good one. Ah, the Haight.

  • 1 California by far. Especially don’t ride the one that has a woman and a run number “136”. That’s Cynthia Thompson. Trust me…

  • Beth W.

    Any bus full of high-school students. ANY. I was on a 44 (I think) where it kept filling up at every stop with more and more kids. Once it filled up, every time the doors opened the kids ON the bus would scream AT THE TOP OF THEIR LUNGS at the kids waiting by the curb. Then the doors would close and the kids would yell amongst themselves. Repeat, repeat, repeat.

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