quentin
March 26, 2008 / 3:14 p.m.
I've seen so much shit on the bus...
and this is Portland. I can't imagine NYC or LA, etc.
I mean, it's essentially like stepping onto a rolling psych ward/emergency room/prison yard/special ed classroom/detox cell all at the same time.
But, yesterday probably takes the cake.
This dude isn't even on the BUS yet, and he's already cussing out and berating the driver for not letting him on without fare. BEFORE she even asked him for it.
Of course, standard 'i'm going to the doctor/you're racist/blah blah blah' shit.
luckily for him, i decided to cough up the money for him... probably
because it was between that and having to peel him off the driver and pin him down until the cops came. Not that it would have been hard... as he was so drunk his eyes were going in five different directions at once.
i mean, i have no doubt he would have immediately started assaulting her if she didn't let him sit down.
anyway, he sits across from me, starts shouting at some guy he got on with, who's all the way at the back of the bus...
Anyway, boring... lots more egregious shit in the next ten minutes. Whatever.
So he gets off the bus finally... and i swear to god... i would have bet five million dollars to one at that point the he was gonna be in the back of a police car within minutes.
not that it was the prediction to end all predictions, or anything...
and... bingo!!!
I only looked because of the 10 cop cars and an ambulance clogging up the Hollywood transit center as i drove the bus back by where he got off.