We only live a couple of miles from where I work. My home and my work are both a short distance off the same A-road. However, it takes me longer to catch the bus to work than it does for Taffy to drive 22 miles to his. The major problem is the bus. It is supposed to come every 10 minutes. However I regularly wait half an hour for it. Usually 3 turn up at the same time. I was phoning up the bus company to complain until I realised they were charging me for the phone calls. It'll be worse next week - the students are back and I work in the middle of the uni campus. Rumour has it that I may not even be able to get on the bus home.
Remind me again, why did we come back here?
3 comments:
That sounds awful. At least those are uni students you'll be competing/sharing with, not schoolkids who'll be smoking in the back and gossiping in shrill voices.
Perhaps you'll have to buy a little car ;-)
I now know where the inspiration for Vicky from Little Britain cam from. They travel on the bus with me daily. This is no exaggeration. There really are girls like that out there!
eeek, scary!
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