DD1 is currently doing two weeks of taster courses for her A levels in September. She's loving the courses. However, the college she has applied to is about 12 miles away. Not so far in itself, but we are out in the sticks and so is the college, so three different and fairly infrequent buses. It's taking her about 2 hours each way. I did try to persuade her to go nearer but she wanted this college and wouldn't consider anything else. There is heavily subsidised bus travel so cost is not an issue, just her time.
This week and last week have been a catalogue of moans about getting there. I've ended up running her over there more than once (I'm thinking I need to get firmer on this). This morning I had work so I dropped her at a bus stop near work, approximately half way there. This cut out one of the bus journeys. She was visibly miffed I didn't take her the whole way, but it would have made me late.
Just as I'm talking to colleagues, she phones.
"Does the number 23 go past the college?"
I say "How do I know?"
She sounds crestfallen. I ask if the 23 is there. Apparently it is.
"Can't you ask the bus driver?" I say.
Deep sighing and huffing ensues. I've clearly said something ridiculous.
"Never mind," she says "I'll just wait for the 39."
In some ways, she's very lovely and sensible for 16, and in others, she drives me mad because she expects me to solve things for her that only she can sort out. My favourite phrase at the moment is "what do you expect me to do about it?" which is met with a steely glare.
Just sharing really, partly because it did slightly amuse me that she thinks I know the answer to every problem in the world (and clearly have bus timetables for the whole county memorized 
), and partly because - well, are everyone's teens this frustrating?