The 12 Types of People You See on Your Daily Commute
How many do you recognize from MUNI?
Whether you’re taking the N home from work or cruising along Market Street on an old-fashioned F streetcar, we bet you’ve spotted one of them. You know the types: the people who always cut the BART line, skip out on paying fares and refuse to give up their seat. We consider it one of the hazards of riding public transportation. From the tourists to the seat hogs, here are the 12 people you’re bound to encounter on at least one of your commutes.
Suitcases and a puzzled expression are dead giveaways that someone isvisiting from out of town. They have no clue how to signal a stop (pull the cable on the windows) or make the back doors of the bus open (step down). Sometimes you help them, but sometimes you wait a little and watch them squirm (pure evil!).
THE GOOD SAMARITAN
The nice person who kindly instructs newbies to “step down” for the bus door to open--without making them sweat.
THE RUDE RIDER
Ugh. The person who stays firmly planted in their seat no matter who else boards the bus--a pregnant woman, a handicapped person, Gram or Gramps. Nope, a coveted public transportation seat is just too much to give up. Well, we get it…to some extent.
THE FARE SKIPPER
You’ve seen it a million times. This person slinks through the back door without paying the $2.25 and then boom--a fare cop hops on and slaps them with a $125 ticket. The math just never adds up.
THE PET PORTER
The little Chihuahua in a Marina gal’s purse. The overly friendly pitbull mix slobbering on your shoes. The yapping Maltese. MUNI is not doggy daycare, people! Oh, but they are just sooo cute...
THE HOUSE DJ
This person blasts music from their phone or boombox (yes, we’re for real) without using headphones--and often sings along. Mind if we harmonize?
Whether or not anyone is listening, this person is talking--and suddenly their conversation is pointed at you. Smile and nod. Smile and nod. You’re only seven stops from your place. Actually…maybe just jump off early and get in a good walk?
THE SEAT HOG
Some people call him the manspreader. You’ve seen him: the guy who takes up two seats with his legs spread wide apart. Or there’s the lady who puts her purse and shopping bags on the seats surrounding her. Something we would never do…unless we were having a realllly bad day.
This person drifts off as soon as the train gets moving, head rolling, even snoring sometimes. Will she miss her stop? Does she suffer from narcolepsy? Should we wake her up? So. Many. Questions.
Talk about pushy. This person cuts the line and bolts into the train car before letting people get off. Oh, and he’s probably also the type who stands right in front of the door, refusing to move out of the way at each stop. The nerv!
The train already looks like a can of sardines, but no matter how full, this person insists on cramming in and holding up service when the doors won’t close. Hey, the more the merrier apparently.
We call this the plight of the petite. These folks are just a few inches short of the ceiling-height handrails, and on a full train, they’re frantically searching for a pole, seat or wall to brace against. If you’re tall, for the love of God, give your seat up to this guy.