The Buses On my home tonight. I've run like mad again to get to the bus and I'm the last person getting on. To save me and the driver some time I just shout up to him from the kerb through the open doors ...
Me: Is this bus an 80?
Him: No.
Me: So what bus is it?
Him: It's not an 80.
Me: Yes ... but ...
2 comments:
do you have an obbsession with buses? your blog give's the impression that buses constantly preocuupy your mind? just a thought.
I don't drive so their my main source of transport anywhere. It's just incredible that these things are never easy. Plus I've currently got a thing about people not having the ability to answer a direct question. It's a job thing.
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