Given that the exact same question is the current top post but for driving instead of transit, I feel this question was needed.
My answer: I saw some guys hooking up a Raclette Grill to the outlet in an otherwise empty German intercity rail waggon. They had it unpacked in one of these 4 person seats with a small table. No idea if that could work or if draws too much power from the board net. I just headed on to the next waggon.
The bus driver watching loud porn on his phone and cheering them on loud enough for the whole bus to hear.
Oh my.
Some guy wearing a large hoodie got on the piss-soaked train right before the doors closed. As he was walking down the aisle he stopped right in front of me, pulled out a Taser, and lit it up right by my face. Right after he opened up his hoodie like the RE 4 merchant and showed a collection of batteries, tasers, Bluetooth speakers and all sorts of other junk. He was the world’s shittiest salesman.
+1 for excellent storytelling
In the late 80s I ended up on a bus from North Minneapolis to South Minneapolis at around 9pm after a school play.
With me were my sister and several of our friends.
I’ll never know if this was in any way an out of the ordinary ride for the time and place. For context, we are all 13-15 years old, all white kids.
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A middle-aged black man holding a very small suitcase gets on and walks to the very back of the bus, sitting next to one of my sisters friends. Out of his jacket he pulls a few red roses and hands them to her. He then begins to flirt with her, angering other passengers and causing the bus driver to scream at him and kick him off.
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A fight breaks out in the front of the bus. Everyone, including the driver and the couple fighting, are laughing. Then one stumbles into the driver and they get kicked off.
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A drunk man comes and sits next to me and my friend Nick. Nick and I are chatting about a game, probably Warhammer Fantasy.
The man asks Nick for a favor.
“What?”
“Teach me your language.”
“What??”
“Teach me Russian.”
“I don’t know Russian!”
“Teach me anyway.”
That’s it. Of all of those I’m now sure the drunk guy was just deliberately fucking with us. But we also all made it home safely. Just a little window into 80s Minneapolis night life.
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I remember on our bus ride to school we passed an old store that had, spray painted on the side, “Forgive them, Lord, for they know not what they do.”
Months went by and I’d ponder that a bit when we passed it, until someone updated the old quote.
“Forgive them, Lord, for they know not what they doo-doo.”
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Guy sets a bluetooth speaker down on a seat, and then proceeds to do a full gymnastic dance routine right there in the subway car. Plenty of “regular” dancing, but also handstands, hanging from the rails, spinning on the floor, walking on the walls, the works. All well-timed to the music.
Didn’t ask for money. Just got off at the next station. Dude just wanted to dance, I guess.
I was taking the train to work and there was this homeless dude sitting there quietly scooping chocolate powder over his head.
Just using the little plastic scoop that comes in the can. Scoop, scoop, scoop.
He wasn’t hurting anyone, so I called it in to the transit authority when I got to my stop. On the one hand, I didn’t want anyone seeing a bunch of brown powder thinking we got anthraxed, at the same time, I didn’t want to be late for work. ;)
“Yeah, there’s a guy on the Westbound train quietly covering himself in chocolate powder.”
“What kind of chocolate powder?”
“. . . I dunno, Nestlé Quik? Does it matter?”
I love that they asked what kind.
The person might have thought chocolate was the color not the food.
Might have wondered if it was something that was going to melt.
Or they had a hankering for some Bosco.
On a bus from El Paso to Phoenix someone smoked a joint in the bus bathroom and got dumped on the side of the highway immediately after.
Two hours later on that same bus trip the bus got raided by immigration and I got into an argument with the officer that wouldn’t accept my ACTIVE, UNEXPIRED Military ID as a valid form of ID and started yelling at me for my passport (I have a Spanish last name). I threw my passport at him and told him to fuck off before I got my command group involved with his. I don’t know how that worked but he got real quiet and left me alone immediately after that lol. There were several people that were pulled off of that bus that night. It was overall pretty shitty.
It worked because cops are terrified of MPs. They know that the MPs can and will treat them the way they treat the normal citizenry.
This is going to get so much, unspeakably worse if Trump wins the next election and succeeds in his plans to forcibly deport millions of people. Of course the law enforcement agencies will “have to” check anyone who looks like they might be an illegal migrant, based on their ethnicity. Ruining the lives of not only the migrants, but countless American citizens as well.
Two, both on the same bus ride:
Old guy comes on with a cart and starts selling cotton candy, with surprising success. 50 cents, and the rest of the ride people are just all enjoying cotton candy in violation of no eating rules (especially sticky stuff).
Girl, probably around 16ish, on a loud phone call with someone in regards to a boyfriend in prison with increasingly more depressing and dire details as the ride goes on except a random moment where she talked about Fortnite. We’re talking drugs, pregnancy, other women, and Fortnite.
Drugs, pregnancy, infidelity, and fortnite. The four horsemen
charge they phone twerk eat hot chip lie
Dude on the train runs a successful business selling plain white socks. See him hustling nearly every day.
How much a pair?
I was reading a book on the train. A guy had the nerve to come up to me and ask me about the book I was reading.
I have peeked at book covers as I’m always curious. One day someone was reading a book called The Arranged Marriage. The plot was hilarious when I googled it.
One thing I noticed when I first moved to Japan:
When you buy a new book (they don’t do this at used book stores), they wrap it in paper. Kind of like we did with our textbooks with paper bags back when I was a kid in school in the US. But they use nicer paper.
This means that when you take your book out, nobody can see what it is. Unless you remove the paper.
That’s interesting. I wonder why?
When you buy products that are deemed sensitive, such as condoms or tampons or hemorrhoid cream or whatever it may be, they also put that in a paper bag instead of the regular bag so that no one can see what it is.
Of course, I found this to be counterproductive because that means you know that person is carrying something “sensitive”.
People just pissing on the floor in NYC/Boston subways. Not really that unusual.
Never seen someone piss in a tram/subway in Stuttgart and we have an annual beer festival (the Stuttgarter Wasen) Here.
Not public transport, but a street parade on London. I saw a woman squat down, pull her thong to the side under her skirt, shit on the street, let go of the thong and continue walking all in about five seconds.
The saxophone battle that unfurled on the New York City subway ten years ago comes to mind.
I’d never seen that, so great. Thanks
On the tube in central London, two 20-something women got on the train, one was leading the other on a collar and leash as she crawled.
The one holding the leash sat down on the seat, the leashed one sat on the floor at her feet.
I think that’s gross. I’m all for consenting adults doing whatever, but I’m not consenting to be part of your sex life in public because that’s what gets you off. I also think it’s immature. I think BDSM is immature really.
I’d argue there’s a very pleasant and even artistically beautiful side to the bdsm community. The problem is that, like any niche subculture, the ones that tell you about it are unbearable and the bearable ones aren’t out here showing off.
I think the people into that scene really need therapy. It’s like passive self injurious behaviour.
Someone on Reddit once talked about working on porn sets, and said that the actresses all had this vacant quality. I think when you make your sex life about being a violent commodity rather than simple human intimacy and mutual pleasure that it’s unhealthy. Also some women have been murdered in the scene, and I think it hides sociopathic people fairly well.
I think BDSM is immature really.
Wild take at the end of a comment about being overtly sexualy kinky in public
I do though. I think it sucks the human connection out of sex and numbs people to their feelings. I think people who are into it are using it for passive self injurious behaviour.
I read this article about a woman who was killed in bondage in a BDSM household where her “master” who killed her had a few other “slaves”. All the women were fairly chubby and said when interviewed they hadn’t had many relationships before, it was obvious they were super vulnerable and in the hands of a sociopath. At first they defended him and covered up for him, but then came forward to the investigation and told the truth about what their household was like.
I’m not saying that playing around with a little kink isn’t ok, a spanking for example can be quite nice. And whatever I might think, you do you, just be safe and have self respect, and leave strangers in public places out of it.
I was with you until that last part.
I don’t need anyone to agree with my opinion about it, it’s ok. But I think we can all agree that the women on the train were being inappropriate.
I think it’s gross … Because of the gross stuff that’s probably on every surface in a public transit environment.
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Saw someone poop off the red line train in chicago. Impressive considering he did it in the brief time the doors were open.
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Clipping their fingernails
Nails flew all over the train
Someone today had a balaclava on with a bandanna tied around the forehead and sunglasses on. It is summer here.
My favourite was the guy who asked me if he could borrow my phone tomorrow to record his wedding to me. Ha.
In New York some man decided to hold the whole car hostage to some lengthy preaching and finally I told him he was boring and to shut up.
