Remember that one time when you ran for the bus and the driver stopped for you? Not everyone’s so lucky, says Alex.
I witnessed a wretched behavior by the driver of the 43 Masonic the other day. At the corner of 7th Avenue and Lawton, I get on the bus and the driver slowly makes his right turn onto 7th Avenue. Suddenly a guy is running after the bus, exclaiming his intent to board. Several of us on the bus tell the driver, who is making the turn but is only going about 5 mph and has the hopeful passenger in his sight.
Traffic on 7th Avenue is light and the driver could easily stop. I have waved down the 43, 44, and 36 at this spot before. But the driver just ignores us all and heads for Forest Hill Station.
Mariana was assaulted on the bus earlier this week, and was brave to share this harrowing tale with us. After Brittney Gilbert’s terrifying recent account, it’s just terrible to hear yet another case of assault. Passengers, be aware of your surroundings.
So yesterday I was sexually “something” on public transportation and it was pretty fucking scarring and terrible. I don’t know if it counts as harassment or assault. All I know is that it happened.
[Tuesday] after work I hoped on the 49 Muni bus on my way towards the Tenderloin to celebrate a friends birthday. It was 8pm and I got on the bus like I do pretty much everyday of the week.
Late last night we saw a disturbing tweet from reader Steve S.: “On Muni. Four thugs just pistol whipped the shit out of some poor girl, stole her phone, and bolted.” We asked him what happened. Here is his story.
I was riding Muni home late tonight from downtown from 4th and Market, I think on the 6 outbound. At the very back row of the bus was a young woman, probably somewhere between age 16 and 20, sitting by herself. There were 15 to 20 people on the bus.
Around 5th or 6th street, a group of three or four men dressed in hoodies got on and were standing close to one another at the entrance of the rear door. I assume they were whispering or talking quietly to each other, but I had headphones on and couldn’t hear. They were fiddling with something in their hoodies’ pockets.