Why is it that bus drivers are the only people in the world that don't have to do their jobs properly while every other person does? I've been waiting for a bus all day because it's the only one that goes direct to Sheffield from where I live. I was waiting for this bus for like 10 minutes in case it turned up too early. Any way, I was waiting there and the bus started coming down, so I stuck my fucking arm out and the cunt just looked me in the eye and drove straight past with a gormless look on his face. I looked all over the council's website for any schedule changes, but there was nothing, so this old cunt basically just decided he didn't want to stop and pick me up - despite that being his fucking job. This isn't the first time this has happened, they do shit like this all the time - anyone else get this?

Aye, the only good part about being a bus driver is that you have the power to fuck up someone's day completely. They're kind of similar to bouncers in this respect: fat, underpaid gorillas that do their job inconsistently. I hope you memorised his face so that, next time you get on a bus and he's driving it, you can crack his skull open with £13 in two-pence coins wrapped in a tea towel.

I've remembered exactly what he looks like and if I see him in Matlock I'm going to spark the cunt out because he's potentially confined me to an early grave.

Luckily, my bus stop is very busy so to drive past all of us, he'd have to want to get fired. BUT, I have seen many times in which the bus drivers can be a twat. They're basically people who ALWAYS crywank over their wife that's left them, and how they disowned their gay and only son. Now they have an alcohol problem and eat ready meals for breakfast, lunch and supper. They take their shite lives out on other people, because it gets them hard for the crywank later in the day.


I once argued with a bus driver for what must have been five-ten minutes with the rest of the bus shouting "Just fucking let him on you old prick!" - Reason being I was using my student card to get home at 21:10. It basically went like this...

*shows card*
"Student? - Where's your things?"
"We leave them in our lockers..."
"And you're coming back at this hour? - What time do you finish like?"
"15:30...why?"
"I don't believe you, coming back at ten past nine with no student gear, I'm not buying it"
*i laugh*......."You're serious?"
"Too right I'm serious lad, I'm not thick"
"You clearly are"
"Don't you talk to me like that, trying to get on my bus and giving me greif. Where've you been then?"
"Work"
"College then work? - Not a chance"
"Listen you fucking idiot, I went to college, went to work and now I'm going home. I'll do the same tomorrow, and for the rest of this fucking year. Do you do this to every student that goes home late? What if I went to a mates house after college? - 'Oh sorry lad, you've been socalising after work so you can't go home' - You fucking idiot."
"Get off this bus now lad"
"Just stop being an idiot and drive"

That went on and on until he eventually called his supervisor. The phonecall lasted about ten seconds and clearly his supervisor said "Don't be so fucking thick, you dense twat" and he let me on.

i know what you fucking mean!!

It's just fucked up my entire day. I had to turn down a barbeque at my mate's because I was sure that I was going back to Sheffield. I'm sick of bus drivers not giving a shit. I hope karma is real because that guys wife/kids will probably die in a fire now, and I'll drive past in a fucking fire engine and not stop for the cunt.

yeah, i was waiting at a bus stop and plodman had his bike to cycle in to town. the bus just went straight past even though I was stood at the stop, obviously moronically thinking that we were both going to be using one bike. and then I had to wait an hour for another.
Oh and another time 2 buses didn't even come.
I hate buses.

I can't wait till I move out next year; I'll be living just outside Leeds city centre, just 5 mins walk from the uni.

Katze wrote:yeah, i was waiting at a bus stop and plodman had his bike to cycle in to town. the bus just went straight past even though I was stood at the stop, obviously moronically thinking that we were both going to be using one bike. and then I had to wait an hour for another.
Oh and another time 2 buses didn't even come.
I hate buses.

And the Government wants us to use public transport more frequently.

Fat chance.

Metal Iain wrote:

Katze wrote:yeah, i was waiting at a bus stop and plodman had his bike to cycle in to town. the bus just went straight past even though I was stood at the stop, obviously moronically thinking that we were both going to be using one bike. and then I had to wait an hour for another.
Oh and another time 2 buses didn't even come.
I hate buses.

And the Government wants us to use public transport more frequently.

Fat chance.

This is exactly what I tried to say to the guy from the council over the phone, but he typically passed me on to someone else. That's all they ever do: "WAAAA YOU NEED TO TALK TO SO AND SO I'M A MORON AND I CAN'T DO ANYTHING!!!11"

When I used to get the bus to school, a strange incident indeed occured one morn. I may have repeated this before, but it's bloody strange I'll tell you again.

I'd been eating a mars bar, and mr hands were all caramely for some reason, so when I got on the bus, I put my hands in my pocket and gave the bus driver a £1. He dropped it from the little metal try and it fell into his cab bit and claimed "It had all shit on it so was my fault".

So he got out of his cab (with about 6 people standing behind me) and told me to pick it out. So at that moment, I literally had to get on my hands and knees and fumble for a pound coin around the pedals of a stationary bus. Mental. I should have released the handbrake and killed us all, just for the sake of it, the fucking fat twat. The reason he told me to do it was because he was too fat to bend down, clearly.

I waited ages for buses today, i would have walked but it was so hot. The bus driver drove past this black guy that was clearly putting his arm out. The daft racist.

MartinC wrote:Why is it that bus drivers are the only people in the world that don't have to do their jobs properly while every other person does? I've been waiting for a bus all day because it's the only one that goes direct to Sheffield from where I live. I was waiting for this bus for like 10 minutes in case it turned up too early. Any way, I was waiting there and the bus started coming down, so I stuck my fucking arm out and the cunt just looked me in the eye and drove straight past with a gormless look on his face. I looked all over the council's website for any schedule changes, but there was nothing, so this old cunt basically just decided he didn't want to stop and pick me up - despite that being his fucking job. This isn't the first time this has happened, they do shit like this all the time - anyone else get this?

Stop bloody whining! Some people don't even have buses, think of the people in Africa who have to walk for miles a day just to get water that's got aids just so they can live a little bit longer. If they had a bus I doubt they would moan like a little girl!

thrashduck wrote:When I used to get the bus to school, a strange incident indeed occured one morn. I may have repeated this before, but it's bloody strange I'll tell you again.

I'd been eating a mars bar, and mr hands were all caramely for some reason, so when I got on the bus, I put my hands in my pocket and gave the bus driver a £1. He dropped it from the little metal try and it fell into his cab bit and claimed "It had all shit on it so was my fault".

So he got out of his cab (with about 6 people standing behind me) and told me to pick it out. So at that moment, I literally had to get on my hands and knees and fumble for a pound coin around the pedals of a stationary bus. Mental. I should have released the handbrake and killed us all, just for the sake of it, the fucking fat twat. The reason he told me to do it was because he was too fat to bend down, clearly.

I also have a school bus story.

I was kicked off the school bus for two weeks because I was 'an arson in the making'. I had just started school, maybe half the way through year seven when I found a lighter on the school field. I always keep lighters I find to give to my father, who uses them to light his blowtorch (he makes his own motorbikes). On the way home, someone mentioned they found a lighter the other day so I instantly said "Oh yeah, I found a lighter today". On the way off the bus Matthew Blakes says "Levi has a fag lighter". - The bus driver comes storming over...

"Do you have a lighter?"
"Err, yeah"
"What's that?!"
"What's what?"
"That burn mark!"
"The really old dirty brown stain?"
*bus driver smells it*
"Give me the lighter, you've been burning the seats"
"What? No I haven't"
"Give me it!"

So I end up searching for this lighter for ages, turns out it was in my side pouch on my bag.

"You knew it was there all along, you were just lookoing around for ages so you didn't have to give it to me"

I was like....wtf. Some minging old shitty seats, which all of them have marks all over them, and I get blamed for setting fire to one? - The brown mark was no bigger than my little finger nail, and that was in year fucking seven. Retarded bitch.

I literally hate buses, i have to spend two hours a day on them getting to and coming home from work.

I used to get the apparent quicker one, but that 9 times out of ten didn't turn up.