The strange week that was for Joe Blow: From farts to BO to loud music
In case you missed Joe Blow's "crazy commuting tale" from over the weekend, I reprint it here. This was the week that was:
Here was my week:
Monday: Normal.
Tuesday: Sat in my normal favorite spot going home, last car, Hobo corner. A couple of normal looking guys standing due to a crowded car, and a somewhat older lady (say, 50's or 60, not old, but older) in the seat next to me. Reading my book, waiting for home, just past Merchandise Mart...someone rips a really disgusting fart. Really bad. I look around for a culprit. Slacker guy leaning against the car door? Business guy in the doorway? Or older lady sitting next to me? Doesn't matter, it's pretty gross..
It lingers for a while, then goes away. A little past Sedgwick...again. It's chokingly gross. At the same time, someone is listening to their music somewhere else in the car *so loud* I can hear every single beat, despite the fact I'm in the hobo corner. And, I mean, very loudly.
I look around for the person with the extraordinarily loud music. The (gross) lady next to me is freaked out every time I look around, knowing what she's done. She gets off at Fullerton.
The farts subside. The music continues..
This random guy peaks around the corner of the recently vacated hobo corner...and *dashes* towards the open seat.
Of course, it's the guy with the magnificently loud headphones who sits next to me. Yep, I've found him. He who's being obnoxiously loud. Farting lady has left, but I can hear every note of every 103.5 track he plays, despite the fact that he has his earbuds planted extremely deep within his ears. He must have been pretty deaf, in all actuality. He really liked Fergie and whatever sounds like her, because he bopped to whatever girly dance r&b tracks they played the entire way. I heard all of it. I was pretty thrilled when Western showed up..
Wednesday: The guy next to me, who got on at Quincy, smelled like Old Man and BO. He sat next to me all the way to Irving Park. It was just gross, that's all..Nice, otherwise, I suppose..
Thursday: I slept the entire way. Luckily, no one played good Samaritan and woke me up.
Friday: Who cares, I went to the Sox game. BTW, Sox fans are pretty weak..
What's up with sweltering hot buses that have the windows locked?! I was on a sauna-like 22 this morning and all the windows had screws tightly securing them closed. There was no air flow. It was packed. It was awful. Sigh.
Posted by: Alex | May 15, 2007 at 09:02 AM
Alex, I was probably on the same bus (the windows on mine were screwed shut), and the driver kept on going on and on about moving to the back when there was pretty much no movement space.
Also, I would bet you that it was the old lady who floated that air biscuit. The elderly often do things like that for either attention or because they know they can get away with whatever they want. For example, you will often see the elderly walk very slowly across a street just to get attention.
Posted by: Mark | May 15, 2007 at 10:30 AM
If it's bad, get off! There's another bus right behind it and this one is empty.
Posted by: payne hertz | May 15, 2007 at 10:44 AM
Not so much, Payne. The other 22 closely following us was packed to the gills. The fact is that it shouldn't be bad. Why are the windows screwed shut? Even in winter that makes no sense.
Posted by: Alex | May 15, 2007 at 11:12 AM
I want to give the CTA the (admittedly very slim) benefit of the doubt and think that their liability insurance providers have forced them to seal bus windows so kids can't lose their arms or noses and get millions of dollars. It's still insane and stupid, but it at least puts the insane and stupid elsewhere. (The CTA already has more than its share.)
I keep forgetting to bring my foldout Torx screwdriver with me, but when I do I'll mention which size opens those windows. It's so mindnumbing to be on an airconditioned bus on a gorgeous day because the windows don't open. Can't open. *Aren't allowed* to open.
Posted by: Bob S. | May 15, 2007 at 04:31 PM
I think the windows are sealed shut on buses and trains because of A/C. What's the point of running A/C if people are just gonna open windows? Plus, on the hottest of days, I'd much rather have the A/C on since even open windows provide little draft, and its just moist sticky air anyway.
Posted by: frank | May 15, 2007 at 07:08 PM
Hey, it's not my website, but really, this deserves highlighting? We all have crap weeks with nutsos next to us ... it's not really interesting to hear yet another complaint about CTA riders who listen to their music loud.
Posted by: Mike Harris | May 16, 2007 at 11:50 AM
Getting off a bus and getting on the next one is not a good idea. I think it was reported a few months ago that if you try to go to the same train stall or bus line within a certain amount of time, the card will not work. I had to go buy a train ticket one time so I took the #157 bus down to union station. 5 minutes later I tried to get back on the bus to go back to work and my card didn't work and the bus driver just let me ride without paying with cash. How about Huberman fix that :)
And my most recent crazy riding story.... as usual, a lady was begging for money to get her some breakfast. She was talking about grits, eggs, toast, bacon...... I was wishing I had that breakfast in the morning. This one lady pulls out some of her left over sausage patty to give her. The homeless lady said "I can't eat that, I'm a diabetic" and walks away. The patty did look sorta like a cookie. Everybody starts laughing saying if you were truly hungry and a cookie was the only thing you could find to eat, she would have taken it. She just probably wanted the money to use for other things. About 3 stops later a guy gets on asking for a 50 cent bus card. First off, there's no such thing. Second, he makes a point to get in everybody's face and ask them personally. Towards the end of the ride all the passengers on the train start asking each other "Can you pay my rent", "Can you pay my child support", "Can you pay my car note".
Posted by: cmama | May 16, 2007 at 01:41 PM
cmama,
The only passes I believe have a time limit on them are U-Passes. Transit cards and Chicago Cards should be able to work immediately after using it once to allow you to pass it back to someone else. The U-Pass has a twenty minute time limit for train turnstiles and certain bus routes to prevent just that.
Posted by: Neal | May 16, 2007 at 07:55 PM
Hey, I made it! Sorry, I didn't even get a chance to check the Tattler all week. At least Mike Harris cares to not care about me in any way..
Posted by: Joe Blow | May 19, 2007 at 01:11 AM
when I was riding on the sheridan 151, one day recently I was sitting in the back riding the bus(taking up one seat)a yuppie girl with bad acne and bad breath sits next to me and instead of asking the man to her left(another weird yuppie)who was reading the tribune louding sipping a starbucks taking up one and a half seats,instead of asking him to move over she turns to me a loudly exclaims "can you please move over?"in the rudest of tones, she was out of line and did not ask the yuppie to move over at all, the crowd turned around as if though I had did something wrong,Her breath smelled like she practiced canabalism on a daily basis and her face was oozing from the acne.Im sure she could have asked the yuppie who was hogging two seats but she porposely tried to embarass me,I started to snap windy city style but I just chalked it up to her ignorance,I couldnt move over if I wanted it was a crowded bus,what nerve, some people shouldnt be allowed out the house!Ignorance comes in all colors, shapes and sexes,I was not about to let her edge me into a confrontation.Karma will deal with people like this,im sure of it.
Posted by: DOC | May 21, 2007 at 02:03 PM
Snapping Windy City style would be hooding your eyes and saying, "Hey doll, open your eyes, there's nowhere for me to go". And if she was a certain type of very self righteous yuppie, that would not have diverted her. It might have at least taken care of the crowd. Living here now for 17 years, I've gotten so cruel, ha ha. The heck with 'em. I might have said something about her putrescent skin, like, "Don't get too close to me, I don't want to catch your skin disease". :)
Posted by: Xtina | August 20, 2007 at 11:21 AM