Giving It To Him Straight (Ahead)

(I am 18 and working night shift. I rely on a bus to get me home at 12:30 am. It isn’t so bad, as the bus I catch stops right out front of my house. There is another bus that goes in the general direction of my house, but not quite near enough, resulting in a twenty-minute walk home. It should also be noted that the second bus stops running at 7:00 pm, every night. One particular night, rather than turning onto my street, the driver tries to take the other route, resulting in a walk home in a not-too-friendly suburb at 12:40 am.)

Me: “Excuse me, but you were supposed to turn back there.”

Bus Driver: “No, I do this route all the time; it’s straight ahead.”

Me: “I’m sorry, but no. The bus you’re thinking of is [Route Number], and it stopped running at 7:00 pm. I catch this bus every night. Please, turn around.”

Bus Driver: “I don’t know…”

(The driver pulled out a map and looked at where his particular route is marked out. There were a couple of other people on the bus, none of whom spoke up for some reason. It took ten minutes of the bus driver looking at his map, and me begging him to just turn around, before a man spoke up and told the driver that I was right. He finally obliged and turned around. He also gave me the stink eye as I thanked him, after I’d reached my stop. I’m so glad I have my licence now.)