Gootchie Man On the FLY!

I LOOOVE my suburban bus. I started taking park and ride out of Oakdale a few weeks ago.

 

For one, I've been paying for my bus pass all year and hardly used it. I had no clue WHERE to catch the bus. There was one express bus that picked up a couple blocks away. Sweet. No gas is expended. But, I would have to transfer downtown St. Paul onto a 94 Express bus. It took a good hour to commute home.

 

If I did take a bus, it was usually park and ride from Como. I discovered it a few years ago. It was a local route that cut through the U of M campus. It reliably came every 15 minutes and then I was off on my merry way to run any errands I needed on my way home. Downfall, I was practically driving to Minneapolis to take a bus into downtown. Did I mention it cut through the campus? ;) 

 

Well, I'm nearing 27 and I'm a bit too old for those cheap thrills.

 

The best part of the new bus is it only has trips to Minneapolis in the morning rush hour, and leaving Minneapolis in the afternoon rush. EVERYONE has enough head on their shoulders to have a job. Therefore, they are normal.

 

As we enter Minneapolis in the morning, anyone can get on the bus to ride for the downtown fare. Today was a guy calling himself "Gootchie Man". He was a short urbanite with sideways hat and baggy clothes. He walks in with his bag of Doritos and munches loudly.  He kept on saying aloud "Gootchie Man on the fly!" "Gootchie Man ridin' downtown!"

 

I heard him conjure up a loogie, but I'm unsure if he expelled it in the empty bag, or on a surface inside the bus (seat, floor, etc.). I didn't look at him if I didn't have to.

 

My sweet peaceful suburban bus has been disturbed today. Let's all say a prayer...