I used to write about interesting people on my commutes. These were stories of people doing “interesting” things on the bus, carrying “interesting” things, or just being “interesting”. Lately, if I were to do that, I suspect I would be forced to write about annoying people doing annoying things like talking loud, listening to horrible music without headphones, and not paying attention to the way their backpacks swing wildly at people’s heads when they carelessly shuffle around. Luckily, what I relate to in the following paragraphs will be more like the former….. or so I think.
The bus I take is equipped with bike racks at the font. I wish it also had racks for motorized scooters, but that is probably just wishful thinking. Maybe they will be banned. Again wishful thinking. I am already off track and I have only written two paragraphs.
My bus is equipped with bike racks. They hold two bikes and they are frequently in use. The main bus stop also has a couple of secure bike lockers which I have written about before. I have never seen anyone use the lockers, but, as I have explained, many people use the bike racks. This is important to the story.
One day last week, the bus arrived and people filed off the bus. I got on and secured my favorite seat. It isn’t my favorite seat because it is more comfortable than the rest and it certainly isn’t any bigger. It is just the farthest from the sun and doesn’t have anyone behind it to bother me. It is in the front section and provides a view out the front window. It also allows me to see when the driver gets on or off the bus–because they might be having a washroom break or a smoke break. They might also be having a chat with one of the staff, but since they usually talk really loudly, I don’t need to see that. WE CAN ALL HEAR IT.
On this particular day, the bus driver got up and asked the small group of people on the bus if the bike in the bike rack was theirs. He or she (because I don’t remember) had to repeat themselves a couple of times. This involved walking to the back of the bus as well to repeat the message. I know there is a microphone in the driver’s cockpit, but it seems to be used so infrequently. The driver got no response.
It appears that someone put their bike on the bike rack and when they left the bus, they walked away and went to the subway without a thought about their bike. I have come across bikes stolen and taken to bus stops (I called the cops to come pick one up recently) but this was a pretty nice bike to be abandoned on a bike rack. It wasn’t a department store special. I wouldn’t be surprised if the person was wearing a helmet and bike shoes. Surely you wouldn’t forget your bike in circumstance regardless of how little coffee you’ve had.
Who forgets a bike on bus? I understand it can happen, but it is surprising. I suppose if I worked in a lost and found department of a transit system, the stuff that might be found on a bus would vary wildly. I have heard that people have left their cremated loved one on a bus, but I just took that story for an urban legend. That couldn’t really happen…..could it?
What is the most unusual thing you have seen in a lost and found? I really want to hear about this.