Someone found a classy way to complain about a very annoying habit on Muni â€” those damn backpacks! Direct from the Muni Diaries Instagram inbox, artist Emma Munger sends us her very first letter press project:bus etiquette cards. Emma says:
My first letterpress project is something I can hand out to the dickheads of public transportation #takemycard
No, please, for the love of god, take her card.
Inconsiderate backpack carriers on Muni have been called a lot of names â€” turtles, for example â€” in our transit-riding community. You hate having backpacks bumping into you so much that our very first Spanish submission was about this universal pet peeve.
The powers that be assure us that they’re aware. AÂ lot of ink has been spilled about how you should just take the damn thing off on a crowded bus. BARTÂ made a PSA about it.Â It’s the number two complaint from Muni riders (can you guess what numero uno is?).Â But that has yet to translate into common commute courtesy.
Check out Emma’sÂ online store of her other very cool work.
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Muni Mind Reader is back, y’all! After a one-week hiatus (she refuses to disclose her where- and whatabouts, as any true mental maven would), Tiffany is back, and in high fashion. This week, she takes us down, around, over, and through the sloshy synapses of … the drunkard.
Wahoooooooooooo!!! Nothing like a killer happy hour to get things rocking and rolling. Am I right? You! Yes, you right there. Yes! You have got to be able to see me. Iâ€™m sitting directly across from you. Helloooo!!!. Câ€™mon buddy, Iâ€™m wasted, but Iâ€™m certainly not invisible. WE WONâ€™T BE INVISIBLE!! Oh, wait, thatâ€™s â€œinvincible.â€ WE WONâ€™T BE INVINCIBLE. Gimme five if you like Pat Benatar. Anyone? GIVE THE BOY HIS SCOOTER BACK!
Oh man! What a crazy afternoon. Lay-offs suck, but the parties sure are killer. I thought about driving, but then I realized I left my keys in Jackieâ€™s purse, so thatâ€™s no good. So then it was like TAXI! And then as if Muni were reading my mind, out of thin air appears a 30-Stockton. Suh-weeeeeeeeeeeet! You canâ€™t get much luckier than that. Well, I guess I could get much luckier, but thatâ€™s later tonight, am I right? Heh, geez people, where is your sense of humor?
Photo by Flickr user moppet65535
Originally written on Wednesday, September 10, 2008. From the Muni Diaries submissions inbox:
It seems like every time I am on the bus and it becomes crowded, I notice this one thing: Everyone expects for someone else to do what they’re told to do, rather than being initiators and following suit with orders. Recently, the buses have been installed with “new” bus announcements, telling people to “move to the back of the bus for others’ convenience” and also to “clear the front seats for seniors and disabled persons.” I know the bus drivers are able to press these buttons when they need to, because I hear these announcements only when the situations arise.
But unfortunately, nobody else seems to pay attention to them. People stand in the doorways, in the front of the bus, trying to ignore the announcements about moving to the rear of the bus so others could board. Is it so hard to show courtesy? Does it make THAT much of a difference of where you are standing?
Photo by Flickr user adotjdotsmith
This olfactory delight by Mary Stream arrived in our inbox the other day:
Here’s a smell vignette from last night’s (July 14) 71L ride home:
At Fillmore and Haight, a senior Asian man gets on with two large containers of Popeye’s chicken. The chicken smell fills the bus causing one man in the back to yell “Hey, who’s serving chicken up front. Remember us back here.”
When the bus turns on Lincoln by UCSF Medical Center, an intern (name tag so indicated) got on and sat beside me. He smelled of formaldehyde.
What a great combination of smells (gag): Fried chicken and formaldehyde!
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Time for the June 2009 edition of Cable Car Confessions. This month, Laura shares 10 common-sense etiquette rules for the cable car, some of which apply to all Muni vehicles. Pay attention, riders!
Ding ding all aboard. “Next stop Powell Street Chinatown. Tickets please show me your tickets please.” The locals know the following 10 ten list of manners and etiquette on the cable car. Some I agree with and others I try to remember to follow. Either way, riding the cable car is my favorite method of public transportation. Wouldn’t it be yours if you lived in San Francisco?
I have some questions for the woman I saw applying her mascara the other day, during rush hour on the cable car. Does she know that there are some spoken and unspoken manners and etiquette rules? My cable car confession to you is that I wish I knew some of the items on this list before I started riding the cable car. It was a lot of fun learning them though. (Click here to get all caught up with the other cable car confessions.)
So I am boarding the 27 Bryant bus at Union Square heading home about 20 minutes ago. I should have learned my lesson after the incident of a crack head spit fight contest on that bus while my childhood friend was in town. But hey, that was an isolated incident, right?
Back to the story.Â This homeless guy gets on the bus and sits down and starts eating some foul smelling Chinese food. I mean, this stuff smelled like it should have been refrigerated three days ago and discarded two days ago. So he is slopping this stuff down when an older lady asked the homeless man for a seat stating, ” The bus is full and your bag is in the seat next to you. Do you mind giving up the seat you bag is in?”
He states, ” Sure, if you want but I have killer lice that I can’t get rid of.”
Everyone on the bus began to simultaneously itch. The elder woman naturally decided to stand. As we travel he is slopping down this stuff and everyone is turning green. He finishes and then starts asking everyone on the bus if they have a bottle of water because he’s damn thirsty. Everyone is like, “No.”
The elder lady then says, “You know, I am sure you can get some water if you get off the bus.”