Last night I saw a raw, truly human moment from someone who almost took a dark path on #SFMuni.
It started with some rowdy teeangers in the back of a 38-Geary, mouthing off just past Gough street. I was in the front, and all I could hear was shouting.
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I needn't have worried.
Eventually the teens decided to get off the bus. That's when one man moved up to the front and sat next to me.
That's when some of the teens walked up to the front entrance (we hadn't moved yet) and shouted at him. They spat obscenities. Called him weak.
The man just sat there, stared the kid down. The teen got off and the bus moved.
That's when he told me his story: He had been in prison for 8 years after knocking out 4 people trying to beat his friend.
He spent all his time in prison learning to code, he told me. Now he has a good tech job downtown. He's an SF native.
"You fight to survive there. Every instinct is trained to survive," he said. Fighting that instinct when the teens ...
The only way he stopped himself was by saying his head, over and over, "I can't go back. I can't go back."
I'm glad my neighbor kept his cool in a hard situation. I'm glad he didn't go back.
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