So on the waiting platform there’s a person wheeling around a massive speaker blasting Madonna. Cool, her music is great, I don’t mind

She starts getting up insanely close to me (like pressing her face against mine) and taking selfies with me and just saying “Madonna”. Dope, good vibes, I start posing with her and tried to talk with her but she wasn’t really coherent

We both step on and the driver gets out and refuses to drive because her music is too loud

I step out and try to convince the driver to just continue because I obviously don’t care about the music and just want to make the appointment

Then the person starts calling me a SNITCH because she saw me talking to the driver even though I was TRYING TO HELP HER

Then more SF Muni people arrive and tell her to turn down the music and she starts calling me a snitch and f*ggot and hoe

They keep following me through all the cars for a while and I’m just trying to tell her that I was ON HER SIDE but she wasn’t having any of it. The SF Muni people were still trying to separate us two but really I could not care less about the woman or what she’s calling me, I just wanted the damn tram to move

We finally left the platform now, hopefully I make my appointment

Update: made it and got the piercing. looks cute

  • TreadOnMe [none/use name]@hexbear.netEnglish
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    1 year ago

    I took public transit from and around impoverished areas for years in college, and can count the number of incidents that I have witnessed on one hand. It’s not ‘that’ common, it’s just jarring when it happens because it completely pierces the artificial bubble you can place around yourself in society.

    That being said, after years of driving the amount of absolutely batshit insane stuff I have seen I have lost count (though I have been driving longer). It’s just that you pretty much still always have the car cocoon around you.