I hate public transport.
I have no car, so have no choice.
I gave up the car thinking that buses will be fine. The novelty wore off very very quickly.
Walk from home to the stop, wait, if it's late, you wait more... If it's cancelled or broken down, you've no idea so you just stand there like a twat.
Then it comes, it's full of 'peeple' coughing and sneezing and breathing and, in some cases, eating.. or they've got their shit music on their shit earphones. Or they're watching some crap or they're on a video call with 'tyrone' who's been "messing about wiv shazza"
But you're on the bus, you're sitting next to Brenda who's life story is fucking long, ambling and about as exciting as slamming your lips repeatedly in the door of a 1993 Ford Cortina..
But then the bus fucks off around some nameless estate you've never heard dog that adds about 20 minutes to the journey and no fucker gets anyway so you've just wasted a part of your 75years on fuck all..
And then, finally, you get where you're going.. .... Only no you don't, you get to the bus stop nearest where you're going. Say good bye to Brenda who's still drinking on like a fog horn who's batteries are running low and then have to walk the rest of the way in the pissing down rain.
Eventually you reach your destination, wonder what went wrong in your life and weep slowly and quietly to yourself whilst you question every choice you've ever made.
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But other than that, love public transport..
Ha 🤪