No wonder Metro didn't want to hold a public input meeting!
Let's check in with Laurence's daily Metro adventure:
This morning, there was a substitute driver on the 9. She was gunning full speed past the stop, and I leapt out and waved.
SCREEEEEEEEEEEEE... and slide and barely stopped at the light.
NOTE TO SELF: Carry rocks. Large rocks. METRO like Mel Brooks' cavemen, only understand Rock Language, apparently.
We got on.
Blubber Woman (SINISTER THEME MUSIC!) was at the wheel, and some random non-METRO dude was in the handicapped seat behind her.
"So, how far until Kirby?" she asks the guy.
And it hit me. A total newbie at the wheel, no METRO supervisor, no experience with the route.
She then got to Kirby, hanging in the left lane. Normally, if you're the 9 driver, you stay in the middle lane and make your turn to keep from crushing any morons to your right taking the turn.
Nope. Turned from the left. Got hung up in the itnersection for 10 seconds or so. The glory of horn honkage, a symphony of rage.
That is only a small excerpt. Hurry and follow the link to read the rest, and then we can all understand why Metro shies away from public input.
Posted by Anne Linehan @ 01/26/06 11:13 AM | Print |
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