This Bus Will Be Terminating At Your Hearts

, , , , | Friendly | September 24, 2020

I am leaving a bad relationship. I have reached the first layover of what is a very long trip to get back home.

I enjoy talking to people, and I mention to the woman I am talking to how long my bus ride is going to be. I enjoy our conversation as it helps pass the time waiting for the next leg of my journey to begin.

Just as I am about to board the bus, the lady rushes up to me.

Lady #1: “Wait!”

She gives me a neck pillow. I am floored!

Lady #1: “Have a safe trip.”

I have tears in my eyes as I board. It does make the next leg a little more comfortable.

I had a conversation with another lady, who is in a wheelchair, just before we boarded. I have a disability and walk with a cane. She and her son make sure that I get to board at the same time they do in order for us to get seats in the disabled section.

Her stop comes up very quickly, and as she is about to disembark, she hands me a hand-crocheted lap robe. 

Lady #2: “You might need it, as the buses get so cold sometimes.”

I am in tears again. The lap robe is very helpful.

I make it to my second layover and it is to be several hours long. But as it gets closer to the scheduled departure time, it becomes plain that we aren’t going to leave on time. There is a mechanical problem with the bus that they are having trouble fixing. I have a very narrow window to make the next connection. I am upset, as I so want to get home. I ask at the ticket counter what I can do and I’m not really given a good answer.

I sit back down, wondering what in the world am I going to do. I hear my name called over the intercom. One of the front desk crew says that because we won’t be able to make the connection, the bus line is going to put me and another passenger, who is going to the same place I am, up in a hotel that night. We can catch our bus in the morning.

I check in the front desk clerk at the hotel.

Front Desk Clerk: “Here’s your room key. Your room is on the second floor.”

Me: “Can you point me to an elevator?”

Front Desk Clerk: “I’m sorry, but there isn’t one.”

Me: *Laughing* “It will definitely take me a while to get up the stairs.”

The front desk clerk worked her magic and got me an ADA room on the first floor. Again, I was just floored!

I got to sleep in a bed that night instead of riding the bus. It gave me a chance to recharge and relax, which made the rest of the trip easier.

I was just blown away at the kindness of so many people. I felt like I had received some small miracles from God to help me get back home.

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Like Busses In The Night

, , , , , , , , | Working | September 22, 2020

I am coming home from work on what might be one of the worst days since the start of the health crisis. We were understaffed, ran out of stock, and had a line for the entirety of my five-hour shift. While I am walking home, a bus stops beside me and the driver pops the door.

Bus Driver: “You heading to West Edmonton Mall?”

Me: “Just a bit further.”

I’m preparing to explain how I forgot my wallet and don’t have the fare. 

Bus Driver: “Get on.”

Me: “But—”

Bus Driver: “No, nope. I just had to call 9-1-1 on someone who overdosed. I could use the company.”

So, I got on the bus and we talked. She was running late cause she had stayed with the man until the ambulance showed up, and she was understandably a little shaken up. I talked about how I had been at work all day and nothing seemed to have gone right. 

She was really kind and understanding, and she was just what I needed to feel a little better. 

I don’t actually believe in fate, but I do think she was one of those passing ships that you meet in life. Thank you, random bus lady, and I hope I was able to make your day a little better, too.

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Unfiltered Story #207892

, , | Unfiltered | September 9, 2020

Bus-ted

(Me and two of my friends are on a bus on our way back from school when three 14 or 15 year olds get on. They sit by the window, open it and spend 10 minutes of the journey flipping the passers-by off and shouting swear words, insults and other abuse at them. After they shouted at two guys the bus stops at the stop just in front of said guys who then get on the bus)

Driver: Hey! You need to buy a ticket!
Guy 1: Oh don’t worry, we’re not getting a ride.
Guy 2: (to teens) You need to come with us
Teen 1: (smirking) Um… No we don’t
(Guy 1 reaches into his pocket and pulls out a badge before showing it to the teens)
Guy 1: Actually, you do. Undercover Police, get off this bus, we need to talk to you.
(The teens go completely white. Teens 1 & 2 get off the bus but Teen 3 pretends not to have done anything)
Guy 2: Come on mate, we all saw you too
(Teen 3 gets off the bus too looking sheepish. As the bus pulls away we see them getting shouted at by the cops)

Finally, Someone Who Knows How To Make Change!

, , , , , | Working | September 7, 2020

My mother and I have just landed at an airport in Maryland. We plan on taking the city’s public transportation to our final destination, a relative’s condo about an hour away. The bus at the airport is on an hourly schedule. We catch the bus at 10:00 am exactly and begin to board when we realise we only have a card to pay the bus fare. The fare is $7.50 per person so a flat $15 for my mother and me.

Me: “I’m sorry, miss, but we only have a card; do you accept a card?”

Bus Driver: “Sorry, we don’t, but there should be an ATM just inside the airport. I’ll wait while you go grab some money okay?”

My mother waits on the bus while I zip into the airport and find the ATM. The ATM will only allow me to withdraw in increments of twenty, so I take a $20 bill from the ATM and run back to the bus. Thankfully, a few people are still waiting to board.

Me: “All right, miss, I have a twenty here!”

Bus Driver: “Oh, unfortunately, the machine only accepts exact change. I’m sorry about that.”

My mother and I resign ourselves to the loss of the extra $5. A rider walks up and is about to put his $7.50 into the machine when the driver speaks up.

Bus Driver: “Excuse me, sir, can I see your money?”

She takes the money and gestures the rider to a seat, and then she addresses us.

Bus Driver: “All right, here’s what I’ll do. I’ll put your $20 bill in the machine along with this gentlemen’s $2.50 in change and charge you for three tickets, but then you can have his $5 bill, giving you change back.”

We did this and thanked her. It was a real kindness for her to help us, and we very much appreciated it!

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I Think We’ve Identified The Problem

, , , , , | Working | July 11, 2020

I am only fourteen, coming back home after visiting my dad, with only enough money to pay for my bus ticket and a meal. Student cards are only given out after school pictures have been taken.

Me: “One ticket to [Town], please. And I’m a student.”

I show him my student card.

Teller: “That’s from last year. You need this year’s student card.”

Me: “But, my school only took pictures a couple of weeks ago. We don’t have this year’s card yet.”

Teller: “No, pictures were taken two months ago. You should have your card by now. If you don’t have this year’s card, you’re a dropout and need to pay full price.”

Me: “We didn’t get our pictures taken until just a couple weeks ago. We haven’t gotten our new IDs yet.”

Teller: *yelling* “No! Pictures were taken two months ago! You are a dropout and you have to pay full price!

Me: “Pictures were only two weeks ago! We haven’t gotten our new IDs yet!”

Teller: “If you don’t want to pay for your ticket, then get out of my line and let me serve an actual customer!”

I paid full price for my ticket, using my food money to cover it. Thanks to him, I went twelve straight hours without eating anything. My new ID didn’t arrive for another three weeks.

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