Most of us all have been on a school bus at least once in our life. We probably even remember one crazy thing that happened that makes riding the bus so entertaining. But does your experience on the school bus match up to these insane stories???
Catching Air
“I had a bus driver who would purposely speed up when going over speed bumps so the kids could ‘catch air’. He got fired eventually for running into some garbage cans.”
The Smoke Bomb
“We had senior kids setting off smoke bombs and fireworks on the bus. Every f–king year for a month before and a month after Halloween. A smoke bomb even landed on me and burned my skirt through once 🙁 When the bus drivers told them off they used to just swear and act like they owned the place. One day we had a bus driver who just drove the bus to the police station when that sh-t started, and a few of the kids who were throwing the fireworks were crying when they got taken off the bus by police. The buses had CCTV too, so they couldn’t even deny it. I was so glad when my older sister started driving and I could get lifts with her instead of going on the bus.”
Stray Dog
“Once while picking up a kid, a dog got on the bus and everyone went nuts and started petting it. The driver eventually shooed it away.”
SWAT Team
“2 cops dressed in SWAT gear riding the bus with us. A man had shot and killed 4 people in our neighborhood. The scene apparently wasn’t “secure” yet or something, so they cops had to ride with us while the driver dropped us off.”
I’m Done
“I was in 5th grade. We all boarded the bus after school. Bus starts driving and we were rowdy. Bus driver screams shut the ‘f’ up several times. He starts yelling louder. We ignore him. Suddenly he slams on brakes. We fly all around in the bus. He parks it right there in the lane. He opens door and walks away. We just watched him fade into the distance. Eventually parents started showing up and we all got rides home. I will never forget that bus ride.”
The Caffeine Breakdown
“This is my most memorable moment, period. I had drank lots of coffee the night before trying to stay awake and study for a test. as i got on my bus the next morning, the sh-ts start to hit me. but this was nothing I had ever experienced before. 10 minutes into my 50-minute bus ride, I’m starting to sweat. then panic. I try making eye contact with my bus driver through that front mirror. maybe he’ll see my distress… maybe he’ll pull over and I can release my stink at Burger King… I ended up squatting over my paper lunch bag and taking a massive dump in it, all while sobbing and staring at the back of a girl who sat in the seat in front of me. afterward, I was so flustered I just buckled the bag next to me for the rest of the ride. it was a low point in my life. a few months later, I did it again.”
Chugging Champion
“One time this kid Dana, who looked identical to Donkeylips from Salute Your Shorts (just look it up), was dared to drink an entire room temperature 2 liter bottle of coke before we got to his stop. This kid chugged the entire bottle down like an absolute champion. At almost the instant his face could form a smug grin of satisfaction from a job well done, he proceeded to barf a borderline fountain of foamy sticky soda all over two dozen terrified kids on the bus. It’s as if his entire stomach was filled with rolls of Mentos, which was possible considering the candy was at its commercial peak at the time. I mean the force of this thing could have put out a house fire. His arch reached over like four rows of seats and was sprayed wildly back and forth like a diabetic sprinkler system as he struggled to reign control from this carbonated demonic nightmare. The bus driver had to stop the bus to attend to the frightened children, and made a short but sincere effort to pat dry those poor souls caught in ground zero with government grade paper towels. I’ve never seen anything quite like it, and I’m afraid I may never again. Well done, Dana.”
Popping Wheelies
“It was the late 70’s, I think I was in 7th grade. Our bus driver was a very cool guy everyone called Animal. The bus was an old one with a stick shift and clutch. Last day of school, Animal drives the bus to a nearby park, and instructs all of us to the back of the bus. We all pile up in the last 3 or 4 rows of seats, and he revs the engine and pops the clutch. The guy was popping wheelies in a school bus. Rumor has it he was banging the girl’s gym teacher too. Good times.”
Bus On Fire
“I have two stories. In middle school my bus once caught on fire a block away from the school. It was a tiny one but enough to call the firefighters. We all piled off and watched them do their thing. They brought a second bus… which also caught on fire. Eventually we were brought a third bus 30 mins later. This was all during the winter and we weren’t allowed to walk back to the school because of ‘safety reasons’. Never understood why it was more safe to have kids standing outside in winter next to a bus on fire than to walk them a block back to the school. The other time I was in 1st grade. My bus driver was a crazy nice guy. He knew us all. One day my aunt who always picked me up wasn’t there at the stop. He said that I could stay on the bus and we would drive back after the route. Maybe she was just late. We drive back and she still wasn’t there. So he asked me which house was mine. He drove us there and parked his bus. We rang the bell a bunch and threw small rocks at her window. Nothing. Her car was there though so it was very weird. My friend’s mom drove by and saw us. She offered to take me to her house so I could call my parents and stay there for a while even though it was her birthday. Bus driver left and said don’t worry, she’s probably just asleep. Turns out she was eternally asleep and had a brain aneurysm earlier in the day. I’ll never forget that day or that nice driver though who wanted to make sure I was safe before he left. He even made sure to look out for me for the rest of the year. Great guy.”
The Nipple Ring
“First day of my freshmen year, a girl sitting across from me showed off her nipple ring. I always sat near the back of the bus from then on.”
You Might Want To Close The Window
“In grade school a girl with really long hair was sitting next to an open window and her hair got snagged by a tree limb. ripped a chunk of scalp off her head about the size of a tennis ball. For those wondering, doctors let it heal up and she had surgery later to stretch her scalp to cover it. It ended up looking like a T scar on the top right corner of her head. You’d never notice it unless she parted her hair to show you. Also, someone later that day ended up finding the chunk of her scalp and hair still tangled on the tree branch, but it was well after she went to the hospital so they didn’t try to sew it back on.”
Triangle Football
“Not sure why this stuck with me but this was during the cooler months that you would just crack the windows a bit to get fresh air. We would play ‘football’ (triangle paper kind) by ‘kicking’ it back and forth. I kicked it one time and it went out the window. The window only open far enough that it could barely slide through on the side. It flew BACK into the bus 7 windows down, also through a window that was barely open enough to have it fit through. Hit a guy in the face. Was extremely bizarre. So weird that a little insignificant memory from my childhood would resonate so much. It seriously is one of those memories that I don’t know WHY I remember it.”
Pet Dog
“On holidays when one or more of the schools were off, we’d still have to get picked up at our usual times. Mine was 5:30am and everyone who went to a school that didn’t have a holiday would be on the bus before well before 6:30am, leaving an hour before we were supposed to be dropped off at school. She’d pull into the gas station, everyone would hop off and make a mad dash over to the Icee machine or candy section or grab a soft drink. She’d give us 10-15 minutes to buy whatever we wanted then everyone hopped back on the bus. The afternoon was the fun part. If the bus was less than half full, she’d bring her 90lb+ dog who’d jump around the seats visiting with people. One time she got a new puppy and we passed him around, taking turns spending time with him and telling him was a cutie he was. That was hands-down the best bus ride ever. Looking back, she could have gotten into a sh-tload of trouble. Everyone kept their mouth shut, even when they knew they wouldn’t be on the bus to enjoy the moment. They’d have their day of fun eventually during the school year.”
Roundabout Accident
One time our bus hit a car in a roundabout. Guy we hit was completely at fault. He must have not understood the turning radius of a bus or something. We were close to school and our bus driver was like, “well, I gotta deal with this.” So we got off the bus and walked to school.
Juvenile Court System Bus Driver
“I drove a school bus for students who were in the juvenile court system. They had been expelled from every standard school in the district and attended classes at Juvie. They had been through 6 bus drivers in the first 4 weeks of school when I received this school as my first assignment (started 2 weeks prior). I am a retired Greyhound Driver, so their sh-t wasn’t anything I hadn’t seen before. They thought they had run off the other drivers so I would just be next if they screwed with me. There were only 12 students, but because of their school it took about 3 hours to drop them off all over town. The general rule is, when you pick up students in the AM you start at the student farthest from the school and work your way there. In the PM you drop off the closest first. The two students that should have been dropped first were the biggest smart-asses. They would throw sh-t, scream and swear, then laugh that they were getting off and too bad for me. I told them to clean up their torn-up paper, they laughed and swore at me. I followed procedure and wrote them up to their principal (this meant nothing, they are already expelled what else can they do?) So, the next day, I loaded the students they started their sh-t, and I drove the morning route home, ie: farthest kid 1st. Man, they started screaming, ‘I’m gonna call my momma’, ‘I’m gonna get you fired’. I laughed. I told them their momma would appreciate that I kept them supervised for an extra two hours. Every time one of them acted up….they were last to get off. They b–ched about turning the radio on….They got Dr Laura or Sean Hannity. THEY STOPPED THEIR SH-T IN A WEEK.”
Bus Driver Leroy
“Leroy. High school. We named our bus driver Leroy. 1996. Before Leroy Jenkins. This ride or die mother f—-r would not speak. He pulled up in his bus, opened the swing arm, glared at us, waited, closed the swing arm. Waited. Once we were seated he would drive. Not a word, ever. We drank, we smoked, we.. What finally broke him was a fight. Leroy pulled his bus over and got out of his seat. Standing In the aisle Leroy said ‘That’s enough’. The entire bus went silent. Leroy was the man.”
Bullies
“Some kid in the back of the bus was being harassed by his bully. My school district didn’t really do sh-t about bullies. The kid being bullied was sitting three to a seat with his legs in the aisle, and the bully was sitting by one of his friends, in the aisle across from the kid he was messing with. The bully decided to start pushing the kids leg. Before it was verbal, but now it was physical. Kid told bully to stop. Bully mocked him and did it again. Kid then punched the bully in the nose, breaking it and causing this huge amount of blood to leak from it. By now the bus has stopped at some bus stop. The kid gets his stuff and gets off at the bus stop that’s a few ahead of his. The second he’s off he starts running and going a different route to his house. The bus driver was unaware of what happened until someone yelled for the bus driver to call someone because the bully’s nose wouldn’t stop bleeding. So she calls someone while the bully is calling his mom crying. So we get the police to show up, his mom, other kids have called their parents because at this point we’ve been at a standstill for 30 + minutes, and the principal. We don’t know who called the police. So they, along with the principal are asking who did it and to confess. And we are all like ‘we don’t know’ of course we did know but why would we tell on our hero? The principal and police are talking and they think the kid is still on the bus. We then say, ‘oh, he got off we don’t know where he went or who he was’ the principal and police look at the bus driver who shrugs because she didn’t realize what was going on until it was too late. We spent two hours on that hot bus because of it but I couldn’t even be mad. My middle school bus was wild.”
I’m A Girl…
“One time my friend pushed me out of the seat and I fell and faceplanted on a guy’s d–k. I’m a girl.”
That One Guy
“The bus was always the perfect time to play the ‘penis’ game, where each person took turns saying the word ‘penis’ progressively louder. There was always that one guy who just didn’t give a f–k and would shout penisssssssssss!!!!!!!!! at the top of his lungs.”
Shhhhh…
“Freshman year, a girl I was sitting next to opened her backpack and I saw a gun in it. She saw me see it, and just gave me a hard glare and shook her head. I planted my eyes on the back of the seat in front of us, and didn’t even look at her the rest of the ride. I went to kind of a rough school.”
Nine Lives
“Waiting for the bus with a bunch of other kids in front of my apartment complex, saw a tabby cat get completely murked by a passing car. Front wheels hit the cat, the cat got flung up against the wheel well, hit the ground, then got smacked by the muffler. The driver immediately stopped and got out as the cat sprinted away. I figured the cat went off and died somewhere. After school that day, I went with a friend of mine over to the house of a friend of his, whom I didn’t know. There I saw a tabby cat that looked identical to the one that got smoked in the street earlier. I asked him ‘Is this your cat?’ He replied ‘Yeah she got hit by a car today but she seems ok’.”
God’s Eyes
“We had to make, ‘God’s Eyes’, in Spanish class. We unwound them and flew them like kites out of the back of the bus. Then we realized we could slowly unwind them to catch on trees and signs to ‘decorate’ the town. Then we did it with a bunch of 8-tracks we found in a guy’s garage. We called them streamers. We had ‘decorations’ laid out over our bus route for months. Cars had to hang back behind us to not get hit with them when we slowed. No one ever said anything. Also the time we slid off road during a snowstorm and everyone just got off and walked home. That was fun.”
Tom The Bus Driver
My siblings and I went to a small private school that was about a half an hour from home. We were the only kids on the bus that went to that school, the rest got dropped off at a public school first, and we were the last off at night. Needless to say we spent more time with the driver, Tom, then the other kids did. He favored us. After all the other kids got off, he’d let us move around the bus, sweep the floor, or pick the radio station. At Christmas time he would share his treats that the other kids gave him as gifts. He was awesome. I’ll always remember Tom the bus driver.
Thank You Ron
“When I was in 6th grade I moved from a really small town where I could walk to school everyday, to a much larger one where I had to ride the bus. I was having trouble finding my way around the school the first week, and ended up running very very late to catch the bus at the end of the day. I was already beating myself up about the fact that I was going to have to call one my parents who would have to leave work early to pick me up, but when I got outside the bus was pulled right up to the doors waiting for me. The bus driver knew I had been on the bus that morning and verified with my brother that I was supposed to get on the bus to go home, so he waited. I know it seems really insignificant but, with all the stress and anxiety I was feeling trying to settle into a new house, new city, and a new school it made a lasting impression on me. Thank you Ron.”
Stop Staring At Me
“I had a really big crush on this guy. I was staring longingly at him through the mirror above the bus driver. Like dead on creeper staring. Then, he pointed or motioned towards me or something and I suddenly realized, ‘he can see me staring at him?! – OMG!’ and felt like the stupidest person on Earth. I was like a damn cat thinking I can see him in the mirror but he can’t see me drooling at him.”