Public Transit: A Candid Experience

    

    As of late, I have began to take the liberty of snapping quality stalker photos of some sightings and good characters I see in the arms of public transit. This is their story.*

Above: Denim bucket hat. Enough said. 

Below: This woman had the pictured rolling desk chair with her when I got onto the MAX. She was sitting in a seat, with the chair beside her. When they made everyone get off the train to do some maintenance, she brought it with her, of course. It was more like a pet than a chair. After she clearly saw me take this photo and hid behind the partition at the station, she boarded the next train with me and sat in the desk chair.

Above: This darling woman shown above popped a large box of See's chocolates from her bag and began devouring the entire contents of said box. When she finished, chocolate smeared on her lips, she looked up and asked which station we were at. The woman beside her kindly said that we were at Millikan Way, and the chocolate lady shared that her stop was Beaverton Transit Center, which was three stops back. She had missed her stop due to her chomping. After accepting that she missed her station and refusing to get off and catch the Eastbound train, she asked the friendly woman beside her if she liked Wonderbread, as she found it 'exciting'. The conversation did not escalate from there. 

Shown Below: This sweet man was carrying a large burlap sack filled with an unknown substance. The afore-mentioned substance produced the most absolutely foul odor I have ever smelled on the lines of public transit. At least he is asleep and can't smell it. Or maybe it was so strong it knocked him out...

Below: This Trimet Officer is off-duty. Or is he? Here he is seen playing an unidentified game on his Nintendo DS. He appears to be around thirty years of age. As he very, very clearly saw he snap this photo of him, the MAX pulled up to the station. I got on and found a seat. Outside the window, I still saw him playing his DS. The MAX doors shut and it left the station. The officer looked up and closed his DS, standing and shaking his head in anger. He had missed the train due to his intense game of Metroid Prime.

Above: Yes. These shoes were on a person. She was dressed in what almost looked like a hair-salon smock, or something that was of the tear-away variety. Mid 30's or older. The picture speaks for itself.

Seen Above: Taking Trimet Bus 14 to Hawthorne. The girl across from us gets off at 20th. In the seat she was sitting in was this brush. Was she sitting on it? Was she brushing her hair and dropped it? Was it hidden in her hair, unbeknownst to her, and broke off in transit?

Pictured Below: A free seat opened on a crowded train. We rush and sit in the spot. Halfway through the ride, we finally notice this mass of body hair (is that even from someone's head?) in the crack of the seat across from us. Literally seconds after this was taken, a couple sat down on the chunk of hair. Comfy. 

There you are, folks: My collection thus far. I assure you that there are many more candid shots to come, and I plan on expanding from public transit to the public in general to broaden my horizons once the school year starts up. I hope this encourages you to be a little more alert and to scan your surroundings when utilizing mass transportation.