Noyes: No. 1 Muni Driver for Complaints
This is a good candidate for Takes the Cake.
Wear Your Muni Proudly
By no means is it the first, but I felt I had to report this T-shirt found over at RAG co-op in Hayes Valley:
It’s made by a local company called Love Project. Despite the hippie-ish name, they make mostly SF-related things.
Muni Fails Miserably for Bay to Breakers
My own experience* aside, here’s a great analysis from the good folks at SFist of Muni’s utterly botched handling of yesterday’s street race in the city.
* So we didn’t make it quite to the ocean. More like Clayton and Fell, where we dropped off at a friend’s place to use the alternative bathroom (the Panhandle-turned-toilet was overrun with revelers).
After some much-needed rest and snacking, we headed over to Clayton and Fulton, where, we were promised by Next Bus, we’d be able to get an outbound 5-Fulton in five minutes. When we arrived at the stop, sure enough, we looked east and saw a bus at what we guessed was Masonic and Fulton. After a long day of drinking and walking, it was like seeing an oasis in the desert.
Cody and Hassan
Was anonymously alerted to a pretty amazing story, a sort of “love on the rails” type anecdote that may or may not be true. Who cares? It’s a pretty damned good read.
Tales of the 49
I spent much of last Monday working at home. So, the first people I came into contact with all day were fellow 49 riders, headed north on Van Ness from the Mission, around 6 p.m. Needless to say (it was my own fault, goddamn me) I don’t recommend this to be your first, face-to-face interaction with the outside world.
Tale 1: There’s a woman on the bus with her tiny kid on her lap, and her baby paraphernalia, including a stroller, leaning on the seat next to her. I hate Seat Jabbas; you know – the people who take up enormous amounts of horizontal space, thanks to their bag, their computer, their food, etc. etc. etc. Yet, I can draw the distinction between unknowing/uncaring asshole, and a woman who clearly did not prefer Muni for whatever errand she was doing. We all love to hate cars, but this woman could probably use one.
In comes a crusty, probably not crazy but definitely pushy, woman who demands the mom take her stuff off the seat. Her reasoning? “You didn’t pay for all those seats.”
Next TEP Meeting Tomorrow
Details:
Saturday, May 17 at 10:30 a.m. – 12:30 p.m.
Mission YMCA
4080 Mission Street at Bosworth St.
Nearby Muni routes: 14, 23, 49 & 67
See MTA site for more details.