Showing posts with label bastard.. Show all posts
Showing posts with label bastard.. Show all posts

Thursday, October 19, 2006

Keep your 5c if it means that much to you. Fucker.

I'm not one to say it, because I know what they have to endure from bastard members of the public, but "Bastard busmen!" anyway!

A Chinese woman hopped on ahead of me on the bus this evening, paid her fare, took her ticket and sat down.

I popped my exact-change 90c into the machine, took quite an outsized ticket to the accompaniment of what I thought for a moment was an odd look from the driver and started climbing the stairs. Whereupon the bus took off at a terrific pace into a 90 degree turn in the carpark of The Square, causing me to crunk over on the outer edge of my left foot just as I reached the upper deck. I've a fairly niggling sprain, I think, along the outer left foot.

Of course, the reason was soon apparent when I sat down and looked at the ticket. There was a 5c change ticket attached that the driver obviously felt was his tip. Bastard. My foot hurts.