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CRANKY OLD FART #285 leftovers & links Saturday, March 4, 2023 |
Me being a complainer, I sent an email to the transit agency, asking what's the bus stop number, westbound from Mercer Island park & ride?
It took four days for them to reply, and I'm not sure whether a human actually wrote it. "Thank you for contacting Sound Transit regarding the signage at the Mercer Island station," it starts, before telling me, "Your feedback is important" and "We aim to provide clear Information regarding respective routes." It's four paragraphs, eleven sentences, lets me know that the maintenance crew has been notified, apologizes sincerely, and closes with, "Thank you for riding Sound Transit."
But what the bus stop number is remains one of life's unknowns.
There's no bus stop number, but you know what there is at my bus stop? A phone booth — an actual working phone booth. Local calls cost a dollar.
Not sure I've seen a working phone booth since I lived in San Francisco.
For a year, I slept when I was sleepy and woke when I was wokey, but now I'm on a schedule again, and schedules suck. I'd forgotten the frustration of waking up a few hours too early, and knowing I'll be groggy all day.
Walking a few blocks to catch a connecting bus, I rounded a corner and passed a bush, where a black bum was busily peeing.
What do I care? I don't. There are thousands of homeless people in and around Seattle, and if the city has two public restrooms I don't know where they are. That's why the bushes reek of pee and poop.
Onward to the bus stop, I stood and waited. There was one other man waiting, a Hispanic dude about 30, and pretty soon the homeless guy wandered over to us and started talking, with a very thick accent. He was talking to the other guy, and I couldn't make out anything the bum was saying, and neither could the man he was talking to, and with no bus in view in the distance, it seemed like a fine time for a stroll down the sidewalk.
Walked to the corner and slowly back, and at the bus stop again, guess it was my turn — the bum started talking to me, in a gibberish or made-up language. After a few sentences, I made out the word "food," and usually I have a loose fiver in my pocket for handouts, but I'd paid for breakfast plus tip with my last twenty. I had no money on me.
The man kept talking, and listening carefully I made out a whole sentence — "How do I get food?"
"I don't know, man," I said.
He responded with lots of babble, with only the word "government" decipherable by me.
"The government makes help hard to get," I said, pretty sure he wouldn't understand my words any better than I understood a fraction of his.
"[Something something] difficult," he said, and I understood 'difficult', the sound of it — and especially the meaning. There's probably a soup kitchen somewhere, but he didn't know where and neither did I. And he didn't seem like a guy who could fill out the forms and make and keep an appointment to answer thirty more questions and then wait 6-8 weeks to find out if he qualifies for government aid. "Difficult," he said again and walked away.
Was I supposed to go after him? Buy him a sack of chips at the bodega down the street? The diner doesn't accept credit or debit cards, but the store does. But, nah. I try to be a decent guy, but no, I'm not that decent.
News you need,
whether you know it or not
• U.S. sends brothers home from Guantánamo Bay prison after twenty (unconstitutional) years
• Lawsuit accuses NFL of compiling huge database of lewd photos of women
• No charges against cop who locked woman inside police car parked on railroad tracks to be rammed by train• Dayton cops ask homeowners to volunteer camera footage to Big Brother surveillance system
• Jailer gets probation for sexual assault of inmate
• Disgraced ex-sheriff Joe Arpaio still costing taxpayers hundreds of millions of dollars
• Republican lawmaker proposes lynching as execution method• Idaho Republicans propose bill to outlaw COVID-19 vaccine
• New state bills restrict transgender health care — for adults
• South Carolina woman arrested for allegedly taking abortion pills
• Texas Republican wants ISPs to block a wide range of abortion websites
• Walgreens caves to anti-abortion Republicans — including in states where abortion remains legal
• Trump White House pressured Disney to censor Jimmy Kimmel
• Donald Trump releases single with January 6 prisoners
Mystery links
There's no knowing where you're going
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My browser history
without the porn
• Milk shakes aren't terrorism.
♫♬ It don't mean a thing ♫
if it don't have that swing
• America — Simon and Garfunkel
• Everything is Broken — Ben Sidran
• Night Life — Mary Lou Williams
• Spill the Wine — Eric Burdon
• Won't Get Fooled Again — The Who
Eventually, everyone
leaves the building
I never knew his name, because I never asked, but I knew the Bucket Man.
3/4/2023
Cranky Old Fart is annoyed and complains and very occasionally offers a
kindness, along with anything off the internet that's made me smile or
snarl. All opinions fresh from my ass. Top illustration by Jeff Meyer. Click any image to enlarge. Comments & conversations invited.
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