I give up on people

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I went out on the bus today to a town 20 miles away and it took one hour. Simple enough right?

No. When I waited for the bus back the bus driver drove past at the time they were supposed to stop. And I had to wait another hour.

I had a panic attack and couldn't cope. See here is the thing. These good for nothing pricks get away with it. You can do whatever you want to people on the ebottom of the pile.

If I was a businessman or celebrity I'd get a taxi or limo and they wouldn't give me that crap. But thats poverty for you. You have to put up with whatever you're given and no one listens if you complain.

In essence I realise people are pathetic and selfish and I won't ever even visit another town nearby again. I hate this stupid British country. In Switzerland or Germany if a bus driver pulled a stunt like that they would be hauled up in court or immediately sacked. No one cares in this country.

Yep. The World doesn't give a rip about you unless you can fart gold and piss diamonds. Money may not buy everything, but poverty buys you nothing, not even respect.

This kind of crap happens to me too when I have to take the bus. I get mad, too.

I’m sorry you had to go through this, my friend.

maybe they......didn't see you.

That does happen sometimes. Not in this instance though because two people stuck their hands out to let the bus driver know they wanted them to stop and there were about 10 other people at the stop.

I suppose it's just the way the world works. But I tell you this, I will not be using buses anymore. I for one don't have the patience to put up with being treated like that.

Maybe just give up on the English then instead of people in general...
...ok I'm kidding, but the point is not to throw out everyone because of a few duds.

In town where I live we have here some "bus stop on request". When you are in bus, you have to press button when you want get off. If you want get in, you should waving. But some drivers ignore it.

Could the bus have been full? The fact that there were a lot of people at the bus stop suggests it might have been quite busy? There simply may not have been room for more passengers (especially if the bus only runs once an hour, and it's a Saturday-everyone out doing their shopping).

I have to make sure to get on at a particular stop if I want to get the bus to uni at particular times, which means I have to go all the way into town to get the bus out again; if I tried to get it further along the route where my two buses intersect, by the time the second bus gets there, it's rammed and they won't let anyone else on.

I wouldn’t give up totally on the bus, if I were you.

I'm sorry about your bad experience.

I'm a bus user as well, and have had this experience a few times. Some bus drivers it seems simply don't concentrate on what they're doing, which is worrying. As well as driving past people waiting at bus stops, they also quite frequently clip kerbs, drive too fast over speed bumps (I've seen one or two older people fall over when leaving their seats in these circumstances), and even occasionally close the doors as a passenger is trying to board (I've almost been decapitated twice by this).

They also turn up late when taking over at a driver-change, leaving passengers waiting five or ten minutes, and sometimes leave their cabs during a journey in order to have a smoke or do some texting.

On a slightly more positive note, 1 hour for a 20 mile bus journey sounds like pretty good going. The 10 mile trip from where I live into Central Manchester takes over an hour, and a trip to Bolton (18 miles) is more than two hours (Manchester to London by train is 2 hours and 10 minutes for a 210 mile journey).

Our local bus company is First Buses, and they're pretty dreadful all round.

Having to take multiple buses on a 40-mile round trip daily to get to university and home again was what made me finally bite the bullet and get my driver's license. I wasted ridiculous amounts of time on buses. One semester, I had only one class on Thursdays. It started at 3 PM and ended at 4. I had to catch the bus at ten o'clock in the morning because after that it stopped running until after 1 in the afternoon, and if I'd caught the 1 o'clock bus, I would have been late because of the time it took to get the 20 miles into town, switch buses and go back the way I came for a good 3-4 miles to be dropped off on campus.

I used to have to wait a good 40 minutes every day on my way home between the time I was dropped off at the halfway point by my first bus and picked up for the second leg of the journey by the second. The bus stop had no real shelter to speak of, and this was in Colorado where temperatures routinely dropped to 20 degrees Fahreinheit in the winter and reached 90 degrees in the summer.

Don't even get me started on the sensory nightmare that was squealing hydraulics, other people in my space, poorly muffled engine, the body odour of the large number of homeless people, screaming children, people yelling on their phones, drunk and/or delusional people yelling at the driver or other passengers, etc.. Those were the longest three years of my life.