Melancholic Graffiti on the 29
Rider Helene Kwong found this message scrawled on a panel on the 29-Sunset. Aw. Why so melancholic? At least it’s sunny out, no?
Life happens on the bus. What did you see on Muni today?
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Rider Helene Kwong found this message scrawled on a panel on the 29-Sunset. Aw. Why so melancholic? At least it’s sunny out, no?
Life happens on the bus. What did you see on Muni today?

Photo by Franco Folini
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Everyone seems to stand on the right side of the escalator even though the city’s transit authority had stopped encouraging standing on right hand side some time ago. I saw a sign encouraging riders to hold on tight to the escalator handrails: “The handrails have been sanitized regularly.” Hmm.
I thought about unspoken rules on Muni:
– Move back.
– Watch your backpack so you don’t hit people in the face.
– Step down to exit and yell “Backdoor!” for the uninitiated.
What else?
Ariel Dovas saw a bus in his window. Really.
I’m still squinting at the photo trying to figure out the where and how.

Photo by Roshan Vyas
Roshan has this disgusting and far-too-common story to share:
As I got closer, I noticed why no one was standing there: In the middle of the covered shelter area, someone had left a giant pile of poop. This was no dog dropping either. This was human. Everyone was rightly standing outside the shelter and I joined them there.
Checking my phone while waiting for the 1, I noticed the following email from my other half, who had left for work 10 minutes earlier.
Subject: Alert! Poop at muni stop!!!!!
Body: Watch out!Indeed. It was quite the harrowing experience and made for a great story.
As the day went on, questions like “Who would do that?!” and “Who is responsible for cleaning that up?!” came up. Was it the City? Was it a neighborhood association? Was it Marc?
When I got home that night, the pile was gone, but a giant stain remained. Not only that, some of the substance was also left behind as footprints walking away from the pile. Someone had accidentally stepped right in it! How could that happen?! My theory is that it was someone getting off the back of the 1 during the day, who just jumped off the Muni looking forward to getting some Peet’s coffee and maybe a $50 dog bowl at Jonathan Adler.
Little did they know that their day, their summer, was about to be ruined.
That person’s experience is why I now take a moment to look down before jumping off the Muni. If you are waiting behind me, now you know.
You were warned.
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