Here are some I compiled for my August 9th Real Change column:
Monday evening, northbound 48:
A woman and man in the seats across from me are getting to know each other.
Woman: “Oh, my God, you’re funny.” [short pause] “Take me home with you.”
Woman: “You got a wife?”
Woman: “Then take me home with you.” [another short pause] “I’ll cut your hair.”
Tuesday evening, westbound 545:
A man and two women, probably coworkers, are making small talk on their commute home from work.
Woman A: “Where did you go to grad school again?”
Woman B: “At University of Oregon.”
Woman A: “Oh. Is that next to California, or am I missing a state?”
Wednesday, midday, westbound 10:
Two women get on at 15th and John, talking music.
Woman A, to Woman B: “I’ve got all kinds of stuff. I’ve got everything from Shania Twain to Kid ‘n Play. Gospel, hip-hop, every genre. The sad thing is, since I’m not going to have kids or anything, when I die, my music collection is just going to go in the trash.”
Thursday afternoon, eastbound 4
A group of teenagers is cutting up in the back. The bus reaches a crowded stop, where another group of teenagers is waiting to get on.
Girl in back: “Lord, my sister’s about to get on this bus.”
Boy in back: “Oh, that one with the backpack?”
Girl: “No, the one with the pajama-bottom-lookin’ pants and corner-store flip flops.”
Saturday, noon, northbound 36:
A man and a woman are sitting in the elevated seats behind me, apparently discussing family business.
Man: “I have to communicate all that stuff through Mom. I can tell her stuff to tell him, but if I say, ‘Hey Jason…,’ that’s breaking the no-contact order.”
Woman: “What no-contact order?”
Man: “For saying I was going to kill him, which I did. I said I was going to blow his f-ing head off for chasing me around the house with a machete.”
Saturday afternoon, southbound 16
A man and woman who are both sitting in the back are making conversation to pass the time.
Woman, to the man: “How did you tattoo yourself? Never mind — I don’t want to know.”