‘Sudden stops are sometimes heaven’

I’m thinking a sudden stop right in front of your home, or your favorite bar, or AT&T Park … those would be heavenly, right?
h/t Muni rider Scary-blob: “Please hold on. Sudden stops are sometimes Heaven.”
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I’m thinking a sudden stop right in front of your home, or your favorite bar, or AT&T Park … those would be heavenly, right?
h/t Muni rider Scary-blob: “Please hold on. Sudden stops are sometimes Heaven.”

Following a magical* World Series game, Tara and I magically* got to Second and Harrison just as the 12-Folsom was turning and about to pick up us and a half-dozen other elated baseball fans*.
I tend to board and head straight for the back row on empty or empty-ish buses like this one. Distracted by a bag of half-eaten fruit on the floor below my seat, I missed this Dean Martin record, just sitting there on that shelf in the back of the bus, chillin’.
That is all. A vinyl record on the bus. Perhaps someone can suggest at the next SFMTA budget meeting installing a turntable on Muni buses?
* The asterisks don’t mean anything, really, other than YAY, GIANTS!

Photo by Erik Wilson
Most people just get on the bus and plug their earphones in, but these fine riders have turned it up to 11 by busting out some absolutely awesome bus-riding moves. Hot from our Twitter wires, may I present the three most awesome moves seen on Muni this week:
This week’s strange and wonderful Things on Muni are brought to you by @beausepher, @MichaelSwander, and @TheNightBug.
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Photo by Sergio Ruiz
Camaraderie among Muni passengers really brings out some of the most surprising moments of kindness. Muni rider Zann sent us this “Only on Muni” story via Facebook.
This was on an inbound 24, as we crossed over Cortland:
This young guy gets on the 24, totally reeking of pot. He sits and opens his hand and has a handful of loose buds and shake. He pulls out a dollar and tries to wrap the weed in it, when this old lady next to him says, “Honey, you’re gonna spill that all over. Take this.” She pulls a handkerchief out of her purse and holds it open for him while he dumps the handful into it, then folds it up nicely and hands it to him. He offers her a piece as a thank you, and she refuses it. “No thanks, Honey, I don’t touch the stuff.”
It really was a magical “only in SF” moment, and a totally unashamed and candid interaction between them.
I always knew there was a reason I love people who carry handkerchiefs!
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Photo by Roger Davies
If this photo doesn’t make you happy, then I’m at a complete loss! Via Muni rider Roger who tweeted us this cheery photo of his Muni driver on the 39-Coit. What an amazing smile!
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Photo by Kealani G.
Update 10/24
Rider Janis spotted more crimes against fried chicken on the 6. It’s not *that*bumpy a ride, jeez, hold the eff on to your food if you’re gonna eat on Muni.
Original post:
I love fried chicken for breakfast like any normal person, but this kind of meal is probably best enjoyed in the privacy of your own home in your sweatpants, and not on Muni. Via the Muni Diaries Facebook page, Muni rider Kealani says,
Nothing says Muni like someone dropping fried chicken on your leg at 10 a.m.
I mean, what’s the right thing to do here, pick it up off your lap and give it back to the person? Or take a picture of it and send it to Muni Diaries? (Rhetorical question, you guys!)