What really grinds my gears!
Right. So, the world is full of shocking and hideous things that really gets you worrying about the planet we live in...
Blogging is new for me, but nagging about the universe certainly isn't.
Don't you just hate buses?
I get the bus daily. Don't get me wrong, they're an amazing service that allows me to travel anywhere in London for free (well, until I'm out of school). Well, that's possibly the only positive thing about the service. At these times, I feel inclined to walk as I hate the buses so much.
Catching a bus doesn't seem too hard in theory, but when buses don't come on time, it's another matter. The saying, "you wait for a bus and then two come along at once," is very much how I feel on a regular basis.
Firstly, as you get on the bus, the drivers acknowledge the passengers as nothing more than a group of cockroaches. Vermin. The public, for drivers, are seething parasites. In experience, the drivers share a common hobby; they seem to enjoy giving you disgusting looks. It's always a little awkward when getting the bus and the drivers don't make it much easier.
The next step is usually paying or swiping your oyster card. If your card beeps red, suddenly you're enemy No.1! Out of anxiety, I would swipe the card several times to get the card to bleep green. The drivers HATE this. It's "one strike, you're out" with them! Who would've thought technology would be so confusing, but that's a whole another rant completely.
So, what if the bus is PACKED to the rim like a tin of sardines, I hear you ask?! Well, they just shove you all on.Or leave you waiting for the next one. No care for the elderly, the pregnant or the immobile; the tannoy just blares, "please move down inside the bus" in the most irritating voice known to humanity. No thanks, there's NO BLOODY ROOM!
If you're lucky enough to get to the staircase, then, well, you're not. Choosing a seat is a mission in itself! As you come up the stairs, you look around the 'upper deck' to find a seat. Selfishly, you look for two seats that are free, so you don't have to sit next to anyone! When it's during a busy period, you have to sit next to someone. The other passengers all turn to stare as you come up the stairs, bracing themselves in hope that you don't sit next to them. Looking for a decent person to share your bus journey with is difficult, and always awkward; making the journey even worse.
Now, if you hate roller coasters, you're going to hate London bus journeys! Whiplash is probably a common claim made by passengers and the drivers drive so fast, that going over speed bumps is like riding Nemesis at Alton Towers. The bus drives so fast, yet takes ages to get to the destination you're after! Buses are just unreliable.
Overall, bus journeys are just useless, unreliable and unpredictable, and it sickens me. Walking, and dare I say it, cycling is so much more effective.
Rant over; Draco Mouthy**
