Public Transport

Public transport and me definitely DO NOT CLICK.

Recalling what happened on Wednesday, yesterday and today were equally bad times for me. First of all, the bus that hit the lady on Wednesday, was no. 1501. The bus I took yesterday to uni was no. 501. And that bus clipped my foot. What happened was the bus driver closed the door before I could get my foot off the bus while alighting the stupid bus.

Then this morning the bus I took was no. 1301. What are the chances of me getting buses with all similar numbers?!?!?!? Anyway, I took that as an omen and decided that I ‘m going to catch a train and bus to uni instead of taking the normal bus. So I got off and got onto the train. So happened, today the ticket inspectors were there and checked tickets. I had nothing to be afraid off, since I had my multirider with me and I definitely pushed it in the correct machine to get it stamped when I took the first bus.

So I showed him the ticket along with my concession card. He didn’t say anything, which was exactly what I had expected. Then I looked at my multirider to check what time I got on the bus this morning, so see how long more I had to go to reach uni.

Couldn’t find the printed date or time on my multirider. I started panicking and turning my ticket in various angles to see if somehow the ink is invisible. Nope.

Turns out the machine didn’t stamp my ticket but charged me for the trip. Had the ticket inspector been vigilant enough, it would have looked like I didn’t put in my ticket into the machine and gotten a free ride on the trains. Which would have cost me a fine on the spot.

Thank God he was one of those lazy ticket fellas who didn’t check. Phew.