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To this day, I get a frisson of disquiet when I pull the cord to get off. I am always relieved when someone else gets off as well. That is the only childhood thing that persists to this day. Oh, and the diaper rash.


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7 thoughts on “Bus

    1. Yeah, not that uncommon back in the day. I still love riding transit, observing odd behaviour. Occasional moments of grace.

  1. Nice little story. I like that you are a bunny.

    Your post brought back some funny memories for me.

    In The Bahamas, when you want to get off the bus you have to say “bus stop” loud enough for the driver to hear. Then, on your way off the bus, you pay the driver for your trip. Now THAT made me uncomfortable!

    Also, when I was expecting, I forgot to get off at my bus stop. The driver stopped and asked me if I was getting off. Another time, I got on the wrong bus. My head wasn’t in the bussing game during that time! Narrowly escaped a few mishaps!

    1. Thanks for the nice comment, Anne. It was actually refreshing for me to ‘pay as far I go’ in England. That way, by getting off I was outwardly OBEYING and being a good citizen, not just stopping where I wanted and thus possibly inconveniencing the driver. To shout BUS STOP? That is whole new level of shame. I still hate when the bus exit door doesn’t open. :-(

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