Bus Driver and Public Transit Nightmares

Being a college student with no car, I depend on the bus system to get me where I want to go.

So . . . stories of the shuttle system.

On the circular route on campus (the Forty Acres), there happened to be this one man, a jolly fellow, who would often drive at incredible speeds to make sure that the bus runs as frequently as it is supposed to according to the signs. Mind you, there was this one stretch of road that is badly paved, so whenever he belts down the thing at 30 MPH, it's hair raising and the people inside can get pretty jostled. I often stand in that bus, so I resort to taking a stance akin to "surfing" the bus down the street.

That same driver was also prone to striking conversation with the passengers, which technically is not allowed either way, but he manages to keep his attention, I think, while doing so. One day, this observant girl (she's my age I guess, but the way she acted is all "girl") called upon his errant behavior. Of course, she managed to sound like a total ass about it and it prompted an exchange of words between me and her because it was me who the driver was talking to. Once her stop came up, she asked for the bus number and threatened to call the city metro to have him fired. I didn't see the man since.

Nowadays, I take the shuttle from my apartment to campus, which is one of the more distant routes, which in turn means it is one of the more infrequent and unreliable routes also. Gave me a lot of grief and a lot of late classes. It gets really bad at evening rush hour when everyone wants to go home, so you see about 60 people crowiding the only stop on campus waiting for who knows how long for the bus to come and then cram into the vehicle, amazingly able to hold 60 people sitting and standing. The longest I've waited for the bus was 45 minutes, during which there should have been 3 buses that should have stopped by then.

Jam it back in, in the dark.