The Garbage Man boards No. 36 Broadway; tickles noses before he raises eyebrows

(As CTA Tattler takes a brief summer’s respite, we’ll publish “Tattler Tales” from the very early days of CTA Tattler. I started chronicling all things seen and heard on the CTA in June 2004. This post proves the No. 36 never changes.)

Here’s another one from my Mom (who incidentally is just about one of the best storytellers around and has a great memory).

Mom was on her way to work. This time she got on the No. 36 Broadway bus. It was 5:30 a.m. The bus was crowded as it inched down Broadway.

At around Belmont, a guy got on with a garbage can.

It was a large, plastic, kitchen-type garbage can with a lid.

The driver never blinked. The shuffled to the back of the bus with his garbage can.

Soon, his fellow passengers started complaining to the driver: “Ooooooohhhhh! It stinks! That can is full of garbage!”

The driver stopped, walked to the back of the bus and asked Garbage Man to depart. An argument ensued about whether he should get his money back. He didn’t.

“That early in the morning it’s hard to deal with the smell of garbage on a bus,” said Mom.

From: Garbage man


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  • Look on the bright side--it could have been 5:30 p.m. today. Might still be.

  • Sadly, this kind of thing happens ALL THE TIME on the #36. It's usually southbound buses.

    One out of every four or so times I ride, I get on and there's a homeless guy with his entire life's worth of possessions stuffed into six garbage bags piled on the wheel ledge by the front door and along the first three seats in the front.

    Got me to wondering: How that heck do they get on the bus with all that stuff? I mean, whenever I ride the #36 or #22 and get on with a few other people, we have ten seconds AT MOST before the driver gets crabby and yells, "Step up!!" So how did the bum get on with all that crap? The driver obviously had to wait a minute or so before all that garbage was loaded and "secured."

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