Took the 90 GO bus this morning to Oshawa station. I don't have access to a car while we re-pave our back drive because I have no where to put my car when I get home since I can't get to the garage, so the best solution was to leave it parked in the garage. My husband did the daycare drop off so I could take the bus.
First, the bus was late. I expect punctuality. If I'm there at 7:09 am, I expect the bus to be too. Otherwise, GO needs to accommodate for red lights, people who stand and ask the driver a gazillion questions and scale the time better. I'm being somewhat sarcastic but I'm sure in the dead of winter, each minute the bus is late feels like an hour.
Second, all you UOIT and Durham College folk? Listen up kiddies, I'm watching you. The bus has overhead compartments, just like an airplane and that's where your 'backperson' should be, not on the seat beside you. Women should not be standing and swaying in the aisles while your bag rests comfortably on a seat. Shame on you. I have bail money ready for the beatdown.
Ladies and men of girth, see this chunk? I have to fit on a seat too, so as much as it pains you to squeeze your thighs together, try harder because I should not be on the edge of the seat with the metal side bracket digging into my fat ass. When the bus turned the corner, I leaned into the fatty beside me to prove my point. She huffed and puffed and mad-texted a friend about how rude I was. Tough titties, chickie. I'm here to ride the bus, not sprawl out like you are like I'm watching a movie in my living room.
You know how you tell your BlackBerry is on speaker? The people around you can hear your daughter speak back to you like she's on a PA system. This man called his house and conducted an entire conversation in Spanish with his daughter on speakerphone but held the phone up to his ear. After listening to him tell her over and over to wait for her mother to come pick her up and to eat the eggs left in the fridge for breakfast, I asked him, politely, although I wanted to punch him, to take his phone off speaker. The dude held up a finger and shushed me. The hell? I was ready to swear in all kinds of Spanish when he ended his call and stared out the window like nothing happened.
I was so ready to go.
I can't wait to do this all over again tomorrow.
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I like when people of girth poke fun at other people of girth.
I like it when people call fat people "people of girth".
Thanks. I try.
My GO bus out of Newmarket was 20 mins. late on Sat. It was only a couple minutes late to the station...I've yet to figure out what the h e double hockey sticks the issue was...
"First, the bus was late. I expect punctuality. If I'm there at 7:09 am, I expect the bus to be too."
They're pretty good at leaving Union Station on time, but going in is a different story. Several minutes late is the norm. Like Karen said, 20 minutes does happen.
The most annoying part is that occasionally they actually fly by *early*. That's right, more than once I've arrived at a carpool lot with supposedly minutes to spare (dashboard clock is on time, by the way), only to see the tail end of the bus disappearing onto the ramp to the highway.
I wasn't catching a bus at Union but I can understand how downtown traffic can cause delays.
Where I wait for the bus is rural with few traffic lights. It's actually a gravy train from Newcastle to Courtice so unless a cow has wandered onto the highway, the buses should be on time.
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