Tagged with Muni

Jam Man

“Ratta-tat-tat, tat-tat-ta-tat” began to slowly pound on the bottom of the Muni train as a man leaning against the closed doors slipped into a trance. Hopping on the K train at the Castro stop, the man, likely in his late 20s, appeared to be dressed for work: black dress pants and matching black dress shoes, … Continue reading

The Immaculate Man

Immaculate. Cleanly cut.  A stoic old man steps boldly onto Bus 22 on an early Monday morning. Contrasting sharply with his dark, charcoal complexion, his white hair and matching white beard are impeccably groomed and accentuated by the stiff brim of his fedora floating gently atop his head. Cleanly pressed, the crisp edges of his … Continue reading

The Woman Who Laughs

Riding on the Number 5 bus, something caught my attention. Well, perhaps it’s more accurate to say something caught the attention of every single person on the bus. Even if you had headphones on, blasting your favorite music while singing along, this something was so piercing that nothing was impenetrable to its force. Nothing. So … Continue reading

She’s Touching Me…..

Another bus full of tales is the 71. Mapping its course from the Financial District through the Haight then along Golden Gate Park, and off to the Sunset, you’re bound to bump into characters even if you try really hard not too, well at least that has been my experience. Squeezing my way onto the … Continue reading