I despair with modern life especially chavs and nutcases.
Bus was 9 minutes late tonight, I'd missed the one I sometimes manage to get, that had sailed through 5 minutes earlier than it's scheduled time leaving me with a 25 minute wait in the rain. Also there was a nutter at the bus stop, talking to himself, doing little dances and pacing up and down like a caged animal.
Bus turned up and this guy carried on, pacing up and down the length of the bus. By the time the bus got close to where I get off, this guy looked apprehensive as if he was frightened of missing his stop, so was standing up front by the doors. I got up to leave the bus, possibly the driver didn't see me because this twat was blocking my way. When I saw the driver wasn't going to stop, I shouted past the nutter politely that this was my stop. The driver acknowledged me (we were all of 6 feet past the stop), but that's all I got. He didn't open the doors despite the fact we were in a line of stationary traffic. Also, whilst it was obvious I wanted to get off, the nutter was still in the way.
I sternly asked if I could get past. By this time, we were well past my stop, but still in traffic. I asked the driver if I could please get off. He totally blanked me out, bringing the bus to halt at the next stop almost in the town a 7 minute walk home in torrential rain.
The nutter decided to get off at the same stop. The urge to kick fuck out of him was overwhelming.
Got home at ten past six having left the office two miles away at five past five, soaked to the skin.
West Midlands travel couldn't run a bath let alone a bus service. As for care in the community, fuck that for a game of conkers.
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