Muni Diaries

Photo by ejbSF

Oh, the stranger on the bus who talks to you. Here’s hispteraquaman’s story:

This woman gets on wearing a skimpy sundress and that’s it. No bra which is whatever, but also no shoes which is a little more bizarre. She sees me playing a game on my cell phone and asks me if I like old games, and we talk about how Duck Hunt was cool with little interludes where she talks to someone who isn’t there, which is pretty much the best crazy person conversation one can hope for.

Hipsteraquaman then quotes the shoeless woman:

Man, I hate cell phones. A while back I had four different phones, all good brands that I got from guys I partied with. And I was working that night and I have my bag in the John’s car when he’s like “do you have any condoms?” and I’m like “no,” so he gives me a few dollars to go get some at the corner store.

When I got back, he was fuckin’ gone with all four of my phones! I hate cell phones; they make people do fuckin’ crazy shit.

Well, ain’t that the truth? We only hope that this story was uploaded to tumblr via phone.