The migrational habits of Colfax buses has puzzled scientists for quite some time. The feast or famine phenomenon is common – no bus will appear for 40 minutes, then three 15s in a row will appear, leapfrogging gracefully all the way down Colfax.
The sweetest position to have is the last bus in the chain in the conga line, since it’s the least full. The alpha bus of the group will be amazingly packed, since it will have been the first bus in 40 minutes, and we the riders are unaware of the imminent presence of a pod of 15s, so we all get on. Sometimes it will get so full that the driver will stop allowing people to get on. Nothing is as thrilling and dynamic as a sold-out bus. Yes, you may wonder about the bus “schedule”, which mythically exists, but its interpretation has confounded heroes and philosophers since its inception.
At any rate, I was on a particularly crowded 15, and there was this guy crammed in at the very front of the bus, unable to make his way past his position just inside the front door. He loudly bellowed, “I’ve been in the state pen, and we weren’t this friendly.” I’m sure many riders nodded in agreement, but I couldn’t move well enough to check. -- Ryan Honaker
Ryan Honaker rides the 15 bus every day on his way to and from school, where he studies microbiology.
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