The Wheels On The Bus....

.... go round and round. You may have sung this horrific little ditty to your beautiful baby at some time however here starts the campaign to have it banned. Earlier this week I had the pleasure of using a bus to get to work. Off I set in good time and jumped on the bus uttering the words 'the Porsche garage please' to indicate where I would like to alight from the said bus. The driver, or monosyllabic balding moron as I like to call him, picked up his price sheet and after much studying (how very dare I not know how much the fare was to my destination) he mumbled £1.80. Eye contact? No. Intelligible communication? No. Please? No. Thank you? Don't be ridiculous. Anyway, ticket in hand I found a seat. The bus took a different route from the one I expected but I wasn't worried as I'd been very clear when I purchased the ticket as to where I wanted to get off. Now you know what's coming next - the bus was going nowhere near the Porsche garage - so I got off and started hoofing it finally arriving at work 15 minutes late. If I'd walked from my home to work it would have taken me 35 minutes - taking the bus it took me 55 minutes and cost £1.80 to boot. Call me old fashioned but was it too difficult for the little pipsqueak to just say 'sorry we don't stop at the Porsche garage' or words to that effect. I swear to god the guy needs to be sacked or at least given electric shock treatment and intensive customer service training.

Anyway, I'm a bit calmer now (believe me this is calm). So we won't be singing The Wheels On The Bus to this beautiful baby will we?



The image is from Squigglefly, which I've paper pieced, and the sentiment is computer generated. I'm entering it into the Less Is More Challenge which is 'Off Centre'.

Thanks for looking!