Good evening from the sofa. Tonight, whilst munching my tuna steak, I shall be musing on the trail of misery and destruction wrought by this bus. It may look like an ordinary bendy-bus to you, but to people who rely on this thing, it may as well be the 666 to the tenth circle of hell.
Take going to work in the morning. If you get on this bus, you have to be prepared to spend 20 minutes staring into the faces of 3 dozen miserable grumpy commuters who clearly equate going to work with the sacrifice made by trench-bound soldiers in WWI. Judging by the looks on their faces, they clearly expect to be shot or maimed in the course of the day. I have therefore given up travelling on this bus, and walk to work instead (unless it's raining, natch). This is because I prefer to arrive at work without having had any joy sucked from my bones before the day has even started.
Going home however is a whole different world of pain. Firstly, each bus should be no more than 12 minutes apart. Occasionally, this can be true, but what the sign doesn't make clear is the fact that in the space of those 12 minutes around 4000 number 25 bendy-buses will go sailing by, only one of which may be full. Now, maybe Ken knows something I don't but it strikes me that people leaving the City at 9pm in the evening do not all want to go to Ilford. It strikes me that one or two of these surplus 25s might be diverted to 521 duty but, hey, what do I know. I'll tell you what I know: it is that by the time the fourth number 25 bus has gone by, you're not feeling warm and fuzzy.
This assumes of course that you actually managed to catch the bus and that the bus driver didn't see you running to catch the bus and didn't pretend he had already decided to close the doors and leave...
3 comments:
The only answer, I feel, is an mp3 player of some sort, and a good book.
Or even a bad one, preferably in paperback.
J
Oh fear not, this guy is wandering around with more gadgets than NASA. Archos media player sir ?
Absolutely. Convergence is a myth without portable anti-matter reactor needed to power an ipod, phone and archos for anything longer than 10 minutes.
The archos is a fine piece of kit. Just finished watching marathon man which was a bit depressing but that's not the point. i tend to save it for the train home because it still can't compensate for all the sour faced loons on the bus though.
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