Posted by K
After spending my Thursday commute without headphones, I was reminded (painfully) why I started listening to music on the bus in the first place.
I think the lowest point of my ride was when the guy next to me started loudly bragging that the bus driver wasn't allowed to kick him off the bus for telling graphic stories as long as he replaces the dirty words with euphemisms. Do you know how hard it was to keep a straight face? Like trying to swallow Buckley's without grimacing. I managed it by going to my happy place: me, a beach and a Pina Colada. Good times.
Not that I'm against people talking on public transportation (though I am against laughter and/or general merriment before 7am); I just think they should remember that everyone else can hear you. Especially when you're yelling. In their ear. I really don't want to hear about your disturbing medical problems, I have enough trouble with motion sickness as it is.
Brainwave! I have just thought of a perfect punishment for white collar crime: make them stand on a bus once a week for 24 hours straight. Seriously; imagine seeing someone like Conrad Black cuffed to the top of one of those metal hand poles, helplessly falling over at sharp turns, while in the background some 13 year old girl talks about how awesome Justin Bieber is. Hilarious. You can have that one for free Justice System. (though if you want to pay me for it, that's cool too.)
Wednesday, October 12, 2011
Monday, October 10, 2011
Meet Ferdy
Posted by K
This is Ferdy (short for Ferdinand, but he doesn't like to be too formal), the happy Skeleton.
He is the most awesome Halloween accessory ever, and I only paid $1.
He's got the kind of face that says, "Yes, I may be a skeleton with glowing red eyes, but is that a reason to be depressed? Life's a party!" There is a lot of sincerity in those ruby reds.
All I have to do now is find him a tiny easy chair and put it on the front step. Then when people come to the door he'll be all "Wassup?" Perfect first impression.
Unfortunately Quincy is also a fan of Ferdinand. As in he wants to eat him. I guess that's what happens when you're as charismatic as Ferdy.
Don't worry though, I'm sure once we get Ferdy positioned outside he'll be safe. Unless squirrels are also overwhelmed by his friendliness. This could end badly. Maybe if I padlock him to the mailbox...
This is Ferdy (short for Ferdinand, but he doesn't like to be too formal), the happy Skeleton.
He is the most awesome Halloween accessory ever, and I only paid $1.
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He's got the kind of face that says, "Yes, I may be a skeleton with glowing red eyes, but is that a reason to be depressed? Life's a party!" There is a lot of sincerity in those ruby reds.
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| I'm just jazzed to be here. |
All I have to do now is find him a tiny easy chair and put it on the front step. Then when people come to the door he'll be all "Wassup?" Perfect first impression.
Unfortunately Quincy is also a fan of Ferdinand. As in he wants to eat him. I guess that's what happens when you're as charismatic as Ferdy.
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| That's not ominous at all, Quincy. |
Don't worry though, I'm sure once we get Ferdy positioned outside he'll be safe. Unless squirrels are also overwhelmed by his friendliness. This could end badly. Maybe if I padlock him to the mailbox...
Thursday, October 06, 2011
Quincy Strikes Again.
Posted by K
Two more pairs of headphones have been murdered by this cat:
2 days ago, I woke up to find my second backup headphones gruesomely displayed on my bedroom floor. Mangled to death. (And in case you're wondering; yes, I clearly do need to have 2 backup headphones as I'm living with a feline assassin)
Since this pair was mostly-broken already (only one earphone worked) i wasn't too upset about losing them. What concerns me was that they were stored on the back of a shelf a good distance from the ground, and nothing else was knocked off. How could he possibly reach them without knocking everything over? It's the type of question that will keep me up at night.
Then, this morning, I was sitting on the bus trying to listen to my tunes, and nothing was playing. I looked at my ipod, which seemed okay, checked my earpieces: all good. Confused, I followed the headphone cord all the way down until two inches before the end, where there was a single tooth mark cutting through the wire. That is just a really low blow. Now I get to spend my 3 hour daily commute listening to The Sounds of the Bus. Best hits include: high pitched laughter, techno beat from stupid-guy-with-loud-music, and crying baby. Thanks ever so, Quincy.
Two more pairs of headphones have been murdered by this cat:
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| He looks so freaking smug. |
2 days ago, I woke up to find my second backup headphones gruesomely displayed on my bedroom floor. Mangled to death. (And in case you're wondering; yes, I clearly do need to have 2 backup headphones as I'm living with a feline assassin)
Since this pair was mostly-broken already (only one earphone worked) i wasn't too upset about losing them. What concerns me was that they were stored on the back of a shelf a good distance from the ground, and nothing else was knocked off. How could he possibly reach them without knocking everything over? It's the type of question that will keep me up at night.
Then, this morning, I was sitting on the bus trying to listen to my tunes, and nothing was playing. I looked at my ipod, which seemed okay, checked my earpieces: all good. Confused, I followed the headphone cord all the way down until two inches before the end, where there was a single tooth mark cutting through the wire. That is just a really low blow. Now I get to spend my 3 hour daily commute listening to The Sounds of the Bus. Best hits include: high pitched laughter, techno beat from stupid-guy-with-loud-music, and crying baby. Thanks ever so, Quincy.
Monday, October 03, 2011
A Response! Not a good response, but still a response.
Posted by K
I got a response from my local councillor! (okay, so it was the councillor's assistant) After 10 days! What a system.
To paraphrase, there is nothing they can do for me. Yay. They suggest I keep e-mailing the bus company.
Because that has been really effective so far.
This war is not over bus...
I got a response from my local councillor! (okay, so it was the councillor's assistant) After 10 days! What a system.
To paraphrase, there is nothing they can do for me. Yay. They suggest I keep e-mailing the bus company.
Because that has been really effective so far.
This war is not over bus...
Sunday, October 02, 2011
My Kingdom for a Response...
Recently I've been sending bus complaints almost every day. I started out very professionally:
Yet they didn't respond. I even clicked the "request a response" button. So I thought that maybe if I got more creative they would finally reply to me:
Still no double buses. Or Ricola. I didn't even get Halls or Buckleys for crying out loud. I figure if they're not taking me seriously I'm at least going to have fun with it. I think Monday I'll request that they send us some free coffee as a gesture of goodwill. I'm totally going to be a hero on that bus.
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