"A homeless woman was lying full-length on an NYC subway car urinating all over herself; the seat and the floor. When people complained, she said if one more person said anything she would take a dump.
Guess what happened next."
"Brown Line. Chicago, I'm on the way home from work. Catching up on some Mission to Zyxx. I look up and see two guys across from each other, chatting about something. One of them is waving an insulin pen around. Okay, he's asking around for cash to get his medicine, got it.
Then he rolls up his pant leg to reveal a MASSIVE OPEN SORE ON HIS CALF. At least eight inches in diameter, and at least two inches deep. You can SEE the bone. The bone is EXPOSED. The wound is wet, but crusty, surrounded by yellow pus. Then he rolls up his other pant leg to reveal an ALMOST IDENTICAL SORE!
After about 45 seconds, the smell of mortifying flesh wafted over, I got off five stops early and took the next train."
"I am a longtime Bay Area public transit user, and I worked for an East Bay transit agency for awhile in Labor Relations, so I've not only seen a lot of disturbing behavior in person but have also viewed many disturbing surveillance videos. Modern buses have, I believe, nine cameras covering the inside and outside of the bus.
Worst video I ever viewed was a young woman leaving her job in a restaurant on a rainy afternoon, hoodie over her head, earbuds in her ears. She was hurrying to catch her bus, but was distracted and misjudged, running right in front of the bus. You can hear the bus operator scream in terror on the video. A sudden death would have been merciful, but the poor woman lingered for about a month in intensive care before dying.
The operator knew the young woman because she was a regular rider. She was no longer able to do her job - there was some feeling that if she had not panicked, and had hit the brakes sooner, the woman would have only gone under the front wheels, not the rear duals, and might have survived. The driver was not charged as being at fault, but she was so traumatized, she became a Janitor for the agency, for about $10 less per hour.
That one has stayed with me."
"I was taking the F Train in NYC, going from Park Slope to Midtown late one morning. I walked down the stairs to the platform, and there was a crew of EMTs working on a guy that had been assaulted. He was covered in blood, and I overheard someone say that he'd been stabbed. Off to the side, there was a police officer speaking with another kid that was covered in blood. He wasn't under arrest, so I assumed he was the victim's friend. This was around 4 p.m.
As I hit the platform, there was a dreaded announcement, 'due to emergency activity, the F Train service is suspended. Please take the G train.' So everyone trudges up the stairs, leaving behind the EMTs and the victim.
Just as get to the G Train platform, there is another announcement, giving the all clear on the F Train, so everyone trudges back down to the platform for the F. On the platform, the EMTs have left a pile of bloody gauze just sitting there. I don't get squeamish at the sight of blood, but this was gross. It was a bloody mess. I've long wondered if the kid lived because there was a lot of blood.
No matter, my train arrived, so I got on and took a seat.
Across from me is the victim's friend with his hands and shirt covered in dried blood. He looked freaked out. I noticed in his hand he was holding what appeared to be a joint. Yep, it was joint and at that moment, he started licking the joint like he was about to light it up, right there on the train. I frankly wouldn't blame him if it was his friend that was stabbed and he had been holding him, waiting for the EMTs to get there. So, he's licking this joint and as he does, the dried blood from his hands is rubbing off and onto the rolling paper. He's just blankly staring and licking and covering this thing blood. It was nauseating and fascinating all at the same time. By the time he stopped, the whole joint was dark red
In the end, he didn't light it or smoke it on the train and he got off a couple stops later, walking like a zombie to the door.
In 10 years of commuting on that train, I saw some whacky stuff, but that was by far the craziest."
"I've been taking BART, Muni Metro, and/or the SF Bay Ferries every day for most of my life, so I've seen a lot of gross homeless people and petty theft and whatnot over that long of a time.
Those gross homeless stories and whatnot aren't interesting, but there are a few stories that I find unique or bizarre. A couple incidents that happened to me made me feel like I was in 'Curb Your Enthusiasm.'
For example, one time a blind woman was boarding the train I was on, and when the doors opened she started walking on to the train. However, there were people trying to get off too and the blind woman bumped into them. One of the women yelled at her, 'C'mon lady get out my way. You're supposed to let people off first; just because you're blind doesn't mean you have to be rude.' The blind woman looked (to me) to be embarrassed, so I told her, 'Don't let that get to you; that says way more about her than it ever could about you.' Someone else who was getting on the train turned to me and said, 'No, she's right, that lady was a witch. We told her she was standing on the black box and she just said, 'Screw off.'' The blind lady ignored me and went to the next car.
Another time there was a man in a business suit passed out on the seat, with his iPad sitting on the seat next to him. He was right next to the door of the car, so anyone could just grab the iPad before getting off and they'd get away scot free. So I nudged his shoe and said, 'Hey, man. You should probably consider sticking that in your bag.' He looked confused and said 'Oh, uh thanks' and then a black guy sitting behind him glared at me and yelled 'I wasn't going to steal that thing!' I honestly hadn't even considered anyone in particular and I was flabbergasted and said 'I wasn't implying you were'' and he shook his head at me and looked pissed off.
Then there was that time a man with a bottle of red in a full three-piece pearl white suit (white blazer, white pants, white shoes, white vest, white tie) gets on the train and loudly demands 'DOES ANYBODY HAVE A KNIFE?!?' The car is quite full and we look around at each other, and then this one guy sitting down says 'here you go man' and hands him a swiss army knife. The man in the suit takes out the longest blade and starts trying to pry the cork out of the bottle with it. The man whose knife it is interrupts him and demonstrates that there is, in fact, also a corkscrew in the knife. The guy in the suit is grateful and announces 'IT'S MY BIRTHDAY TODAY. I'M A YEAR OLDER. HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME.' Then he plops down onto the floor and puts the bottle between his legs and starts opening it. The cork comes out and a splash of red goes all over the front of his suit. He then rolls around on the floor for a bit singing happy birthday. The kicker is that that day was also my birthday. My girlfriend was there too and suggested I take a swig from his bottle and roll around with him for a while.
Another one that sticks out to me wasn't my personal experience, but my sister's. She was coming to meet me and my girlfriend at the time to watch the Oakland A's play in the playoffs a few years back. Normally the train ride from downtown SF to the A's stadium takes about 20 minutes, with six minutes of that being under the bay between SF and Oakland.
However, this wasn't to be the case with her train. Mind you, it was packed to the gills with A's fans, many of whom had spent the previous hour pre-gaming at SF bars. Her train broke down in the Transbay tube and was stuck there for 45 minutes.
She told me that there was poor A/C, and everyone started sweating. It all culminated with one guy on the emergency intercom with the operator begging him to open the door so that he could pee out of it. The operator (predictably) could not do this, for legal/safety reasons, and eventually, the guy shoved past everyone to the corner of one car and peed into a bottle, which he promptly spilled onto the floor. The train was on a slight incline so the urine ran down the length of the entire packed car."
"I once punched a random lady on the Paris metro.
When my son was young, and we were in the process of adopting him, I was on the train when some woman tried to take him out of his stroller. No idea who she was, and she hadn't said a word to me. She just decided to unbuckle him from his seat on this packed train car and was trying to coax him to wake up so she could take him out without a word to me.
My immediate response as a new mom was to punch her, so I did. Thankfully the guy next to me started shouting at her for doing it so people pretty clearly got what was going on because I don't know if I could've talked I was so scared."
"I remember once sitting on a bus and this guy got on holding a diaper against his face, even without this he was exuding the whole 'avoid me; I'm weird' vibe. He sat in the seat across from me, muttering and whimpering to himself. At one point, the bus went a little too fast around a corner, resulting in everyone leaning to keep upright and for the briefest moment, the dude moved the diaper from his face. Time slowed down as I found myself staring through the hole in his face where his cheek used to be, his tongue, probing out the side of his face, pulling ragged pieces of flesh between his exposed molars to be chewed upon. He turned, saw me looking and laughed, spraying bits of his chewed face at me. I got up, there and then, and made the driver pull over. I booked my first driving lesson that day."
"A guy in a wheelchair gets on a bus but doesn't immediately pay. He's at the front while the driver goes to the next stop looking for money. At the next stop he's now blocking the front door, so the bus driver tells him to pay or get out. After the paying passengers come in from the back door, the driver yells at the wheelchair guy to pay or leave. Then the wheelchair guy starts screaming about being a vet. The driver then tilts the bus (something he can do to aid wheelchairs) so the wheelchair guy is leaning back. And the driver grabs hold of the armrests and starts to push. The screaming continues as the driver pushes the wheelchair guy out the door. And like nothing happened, we drive on."
"A guy dropped a deuce on the subway. He was standing, looked around a bit, then shook his leg slightly. It rolled right out on top of his shoe then to the floor."
"I Had a guy follow me and pleasure himself in front of me.
I was on the subway to school when I noticed a man watching me and rubbing his pants near his crotch. It was gross, but I decided to ignore since it was almost my stop.
I ran off the train to get on the bus to take me to campus. It's quite a distance between the subway and bus loading area, so I figured I could lose him easily.
I got on the bus and sit near the back, and I wasn't paying attention because I had my music on. But the same guy followed me from the subway and sat near me. I moved up to the front to get away, and he followed me again.
I did my best to ignore him, but then I noticed he was making noise, and I look up to see him flogging away, right in front of me.
I ran up to the driver to tell him what was going on. I was crying a little because I was scared. And the bus driver stopped the bus and put himself between the creeper and me while calling the cops.
The cops showed up to arrest him and they took me somewhere else to get my statement. I found out it was the second time that day he had been arrested for doing the same thing to another woman."
"When I was about 16 years old, I took the bus everywhere. One day, I was on the bus, and since I was homeschooled, and it was only 2 p.m., it was just me and this one other guy on the bus. This guy seemed normal, even a little familiar. He was just sitting there when suddenly he started fumbling with something under his jacket, making weird noises. Then he took off his jacket, tied his arm and shot up, five feet from me on the bus! About five minutes later, he stood up and grabbed a pole and started yelling 'weeeeeeeeee' swinging from pole to pole 'I'm a monkeyyyyyy.' He then proceeded to take off his jeans, swing them around and hump the air. The bus took a sharp turn and he faceplanted into another seat. We pull up to a stop and he got off. The doors closed and we drove away. The driver met eyes with me in the rearview mirror and said, 'His name is Elephant. He does that twice a week.'
I've had a woman with three teeth ask if I want to see her 'Ferret.' She showed me anyway. It was a real ferret, his name was Gossamer.
I also witnessed a person entering a bus then a passenger hissing at them, then the person entering the bus hissed back, turned around and got off the bus."
"This happened to me on the train, when I was 14 years old, but he sat next to me and I didn't realize until it was too late.
He grabbed my hand at the last minute and 'reached fulfillment' on it. I was paralyzed by fear, and couldn't say anything or move for a moment. The next stop was mine, so I ran off the train and puked and cried.
I still have vivid flashbacks of that over a decade later. I tried to talk to people about it at the time, and all anyone said to me was 'why didn't you fight back or say anything!?' so I stopped talking about it.
Also, the bystander effect is a crazy thing, because I was a small, young looking 14-year-old girl, and this man was middle-aged, and there were other people around us on the train, but no one said or did anything."
"I was on a streetcar once, and a homeless woman got on, but didn't pay. So the driver, of course, told her she needs to pay or get off. She told the driver she was assaulted and needed to go to the hospital. He said he couldn't just take her to the hospital, so she either needed to pay or get off. She started ranting and yelling at the driver then eventually agreed to get off. She started towards the exit, went down one step, and then quickly turned back towards the driver and dumped a bottle of water she had on his head. Then the driver locked the door, and then the REAL craziness started.
She was trapped on the streetcar and started pacing up and down the aisle while yelling about having been abused her whole life. She started confronting riders at random, accusing them of wanting to abuse her. Then she starting removing her clothes. I was too scared to turn around and look, but each time she walked back up the aisle, I could see her with fewer clothes on. At some point, she walked back up to the driver while he was on the phone with head office and slapped him in the face. Then he LOST it and started screaming back at her and called the cops. At some point, another rider went up to the driver to ask if he could get off. I quickly followed him off and walked the rest of the way to work. When I looked back before I left the streetcar, the woman was lying naked across the back row of seats just screaming 'AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!'"
As a bus driver, some of the personal highlights/lowlights of my job include:
-Watching two tramps fighting over an onion.
-A young man choking his girlfriend.
-A drag queen throwing a shoe at her pal after an argument.
-A man leaving his 7-month-old child on the bus.
-An older gentleman snorting blow, claiming it's medical.
-A young man tossing on off on the bus.
-An elderly couple got trapped under the front wheel of a bus.
"I have a few from Australian subway lines in Melbourne and Sydney.
1. Late night, on our way back home when my roommates and I came across a couple of blooks. They were so trashed that one of the guys was drooling on the window and writing with his drool. The other guy overheard us talking about our homework and came over to explain everything about thermodynamics in the 30-minute ride while being trashed as crap. Turns out he was a professor who got wasted.
2. A guy in the subway was using a coin to pluck his teeth out, he got four out before the conductor intervened and threw him off the train at the next station with his face covered in blood.
3. This is a wholesome one. This is from 2013 when some mates and I were going back from college and were sitting across three beautiful Muslim girls in their headscarves, also students. Well, a couple of idiots tried to start some stuff with them; they started with name calling and racial slurs, but the girls ignored them until the guys started moving towards them and tried to get physical. As the gentlemen we were and crazy college students, my mates and I stood up and told the guys to buzz off, but they weren't having it. At this point, it looked like a four-on-four fight, but then a couple of other guys, an old lady, and three old guys stood up as well, telling the jerks to bugger off. Clearly outnumbered, they decided it best to not move forward and changed cabins. The girls stood up and thanked us and everyone cheered."
"A guy was trying to pile into a rail car on the D.C. Metro. I mean it was rush hour, the car was already packed, and it was absurd/rude/impossible to get in.
He just dropped shoulder and rammed a lady in his attempt to get in. And she and others in the car pushed him away with disgusted looks.
The dude backs up a few feet, rears back an arm with a balled up fist like he's going to beat her, and charges. He gets caught from behind by several other patrons and dropped.
He is just the sort of dude who needs a stiff butt whipping."