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Tuesday, March 29, 2011
Three seconds to say, Three hours to explain, a lifetime to prove.
Because you had a bad day, you taken one down, you sing a sad song just to turn it around! Stupid buses. Unreliable & untrustworthy sources of transportation. Their drivers are hormonal and freaking crazy. I wish I had my own chauffeur! And limo! Or better yet, my chauffeur driving my Ferrari f430 for me :$ 
My bus left without me yesterday. It’s supposed to wait 5-10 minutes before taking off. But it arrived, waited for 10 seconds and then left. I was still walking to the bus stop when it bolted from me! It left me stranded on a metaphorical deserted island with nothing but keys to a metaphorical boat. But the metaphorical boat wasn’t there, yeah. So I then tanked it to Chesterhill Station where I caught a public bus home. Surprisingly, I got home in time, so suck on that VEOLIA! But oh no, it wasn’t finished with me yet! Today, I train-ed it home and decided to catch a bus to my morning bus stop so I wouldn’t have to walk as far. So I hoped out of the station (literally, because there was a rock in my shoe..) and got on a bus that I knew would pass my stop. I got on, showed my bus stop and the bus driver lady gave me a weird look, Okaaay.. She drove, I looked out for my stop. When I pressed the button and everything, she stops and doesn’t open the door. I look at her and she says “In the future, don’t use your buspass for something like this.” Woah woah, something like getting home? Are you serious. I just nodded and bolted, but how rude! So what? I’m not allowed to get home on a bus using my bus stop? Ridiculous.
My bus left without me yesterday. It’s supposed to wait 5-10 minutes before taking off. But it arrived, waited for 10 seconds and then left. I was still walking to the bus stop when it bolted from me! It left me stranded on a metaphorical deserted island with nothing but keys to a metaphorical boat. But the metaphorical boat wasn’t there, yeah. So I then tanked it to Chesterhill Station where I caught a public bus home. Surprisingly, I got home in time, so suck on that VEOLIA! But oh no, it wasn’t finished with me yet! Today, I train-ed it home and decided to catch a bus to my morning bus stop so I wouldn’t have to walk as far. So I hoped out of the station (literally, because there was a rock in my shoe..) and got on a bus that I knew would pass my stop. I got on, showed my bus stop and the bus driver lady gave me a weird look, Okaaay.. She drove, I looked out for my stop. When I pressed the button and everything, she stops and doesn’t open the door. I look at her and she says “In the future, don’t use your buspass for something like this.” Woah woah, something like getting home? Are you serious. I just nodded and bolted, but how rude! So what? I’m not allowed to get home on a bus using my bus stop? Ridiculous. 
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