Long commutes, crazy passengers, and meeting new people.
At this event people share their public transportation stories.
I have been commuting from Mission Viejo to Orange to Long Beach to LA and varies cities in between since I was 16. I didn’t get my license until I was 19 and a car around the same time. However, I got a piece of junk that didn’t last and I was back to public transportation. I even stuck to public transportation the whole year I lived in Winter Park, Florida. I’ve got many stories to tell of the hours that I’ve spent on buses and trains.
One of the times that I will never forget was when I was sitting on the last bus home from Long Beach to Orange. I was in the back corner and there was a few stranglers in the front. An older, scruffy, dirty man came and sat in the other back corner near me. He stared at me the whole time he made his way to the back. By mistake, I made eye contact with him (usually that late, I like to keep to myself.) He pulled out an empty water bottle from a bag he was carrying. He looked at me as he whipped out his penis and started peeing in the bottle. Disgusted, I got up and moved.
Many times I have lent an ear to people who just want to vent their frustrations. I’ve witnessed fights, sing-a-longs, romance, and beautiful families. I’ve made friends with people for only the length of our trip. I’ve people watched. I’ve kept to myself with headphones and watched the world pass through the window next to me. I wouldn’t change it for the world.
Next event: August 23. Every fourth Saturday of the month.
Stories Books and Café, 1716 Sunset Blvd., Echo Park.
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