I narrowly dodged a bullet today. I was in the queue and had settled myself for the fact that I would have to get the chav bus today (explanation later on) when my usual bus (the not so chav bus) rolled up behind.
So let me explain the difference between the two.
The Chav Bus - this is run by a corporation bus company and runs into one of the many deprived areas of Nottingham. It runs the same route as the not-so-chav bus. However, there is one massive difference between the two. The chavs, benefit dossers, single parent mothers of fifteen children from different fathers, people who have no sense of hygiene and general scum of the City, tend to frequent this service. Now I'm by no means upper class however, I shower regularly, I've worked since the age of 14, have never claimed benefits, have no children and made sure when I did have casual sex that I was always protected and I speak proper English.
The Not-So-Chav Bus - this bus runs the exact same route as the above bus however is run by a private bus firm. It's only a single decker (less chavs), the drivers are always polite and friendly, the bus is clean and well ventilated and is generally a better ride home. This service used to be empty with only a handful of passengers. However, the service is now appealing more to the student population of the City (lazy fucking cunts) and as such there has been an increase of people on my bus over the last few months.
Today's service is a quarter full and is chav free, smell free and although it was late, is thankfully driving past many bus stops that have passengers waiting in order to catch up with the timetable! Hurrah!
I feel bad that today's blog is relatively boring in comparison to the fun I have had in the past! Ah well, shit happens. There is always tomorrow.
As I reach my stop I will say ta ta for now and see you tomorrow for another fun filled journey home!
J xoxo
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