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Tuesday, 8 October 2013

Do you want to be the pot or the kettle?

I was getting on the skytrain at production station during rush hour today. A whole bus load and then some of people were also getting on an already crowded train. On the train, there was a girl standing right inside the doorway, not moving to the back, making it harder for everyone to get on and move farther inside the train.

Then as the last few people were trying to load, the true magic happened. Doorway girl turned to some guy who had just gotten on and said, "It would be a lot easier for everyone to fit if you took your backpack off."

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Seriously?! I had no words. I'm pretty sure I just stared at her with my mouth hanging open. I thought that kind of irony was reserved for TV and movies.

Saturday, 5 October 2013

It's 6:30 somewhere

A couple days ago a girl gets on a bus at 5:45pm on a weekday. She puts her ticket into the fare box. The fare box swallows her invalid ticket.

Bus driver: Did you come from Vancouver?
Girl: Yes.
Bus driver: Well you only paid for one zone.
Girl: But it's not 6.
Bus driver: Do you mean 6:30?
Girl: Isn't it only one zone until 6 o'clock?
Bus driver: That's AFTER 6:30pm. Right now it's regular fare.
Girl: Oh ...
Bus driver: I'll let you on for now, but remember that for next time or you'll get fined.

Yeah, genius ... Translink puts tickets on sale basically all day including rush hour, because in the evening is where they make the real money from fares.

Monday, 30 September 2013

Did you pay for 2 seats?

Because transit is already going so well for me today, I should have seen this coming.

I knew this girl was going to be trouble when she was first on (a soon to be very full) skytrain and didn't move all the way into the train. Then at the next stop, some seats cleared out and she sat in the window seat and I sat next to her. Mistake on my part, as I should have already known she had space entitlement issues.

As the photo shows, I ended up with 3/4 of a seat because she couldn't be bothered to take off her backpack and back her knees up and heaven forbid her legs touch her umbrella!

Being old doesn't exempt you from common courtesy (Transit Rule #3)

I get on the bus and am sitting quite happily in my seat until the last stop on campus. The bus is very full and some old (and likely legally blind) guy gets on. Like a decent human being, I give him my seat. What does he give me? Jack all! Not a thank you or even a smile. Last time I checked, being old and being courteous are not mutually exclusive.

...Which brings me to another transit rule: "If someone gives you their seat, whether or not you 'deserve' it, say thank you!"