Photo by kathleenma
You know when you see something cute, and it makes you wanna do funny things? It happened to @elissaANNtorres on Muni.
Cute dogs do it to me, though I doubt seriously I could get a dog to play patty cake with me.
Photo by Flickr user Whole Wheat Toast
The following was originally left by Amy as a comment on “My own personal N-Judah.”
I used to always end up barely making it onto the last 17 leaving from West Portal â€” it stops at 11:30 on weekdays or something ridiculous. I couldâ€™ve always taken the M, but when itâ€™s foggy and cold and nearly midnight, not to mention dark, if I saw that 17 as the M was pulling into West Portal station, I would take it. I would always be the last person left on the bus when I got off at my stop. I always figured it was because the SFSU kids were usually the only other people on the bus and they all got off near the dorms. One day though, the 17 had a new driver and about 10 minutes before the bus was to approach my stop, he stopped and said it was the end of the line.
I asked him why he was letting everyone off early, and he looked surprised. He then explained that the actual end of the line was at the Lake Merced entrance to ParkMerced because the bus had to go home eventually, and then asked if it was my first time taking the 17. And that was when I found out that the former driver had been going out of his way to drop me off at the stop right across the street from my apartment. I wish I had gotten the name or at least the number of the bus before I left the city â€” that kind man always, without fail, made sure I got to my stop, and I never realised he was going out of his way in time to thank him.
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