Coming and Going

Weird thing also happened on my way home yesterday. I got on the bus and a couple of stops later (in the TL, natch) a crackwhore sits down next to me. She's wearing a big shoplifting jacket and the pocket is open. Out a soda falls, right on to my foot. I pick it up and hand it back to her. A couple of minutes later, a lighter falls out of her pocket. I pick it up and hand it back to her. She gazes at me suspiciously and then asks loudly, in her gravely crackwhore voice, "What?!? You got my stash too?!?" At which point she stands up, starts searching her pockets, finds whatever it is she's looking for and harrumphs down the aisle to another seat.

Gotta love MUNI.