I’m keen to avoid spoiling the AA Bus Stop Thread with these tales which may or may not reflect the reality of working on the buses.
Life certainly got more ‘interesting’ since I chose to campaign for things of minor importance such as; y’know; a place to rest and eat meals.
I also got tired of representing myself when there was a disciplinary hearing over things like- having a shit after driving in rush hour traffic for an hour and a half…
Anyhoo; the following may have happened recently:
Was so close to having a conniption fit… Patience has ran out.
A bus shat itself; red warning lamps for engine as well as an audible warning.
It seems I was expected to drive it in service. At five fucking miles an hour.
To assist, I took the useless pile of shit to the terminus. Less than 3 miles away.
This process took forty minutes with traffic building up; me stopping where safe to let traffic pass.
I got to the stand and called up saying that I will have my break and call when I’m back on the bus.
I need food. I last ate at 05:08 this morning.
I’m not rushing a meal- risking indigestion- within 45 minutes. Which is less than the agreed time anyway.
I said that and suggested the controller didn’t understand what I was saying.
He raised his voice and said I will be back on time.
Well I’m not. Because the cunting thing is on the stand and I am on the way home.
If he had said that’s cool, give me a call when you are ready, I’d have been five minutes late…
So taking the piss costs money. And mileage.