Few sights delight me on a New England fall night as much as the sight of the right bus. Especially if I have been shivering at the bus stop for twenty minutes.
This high is slightly hampered when an antsy person appears from behind me and pushes through to the front of the line. To an extent, I understand. It is damn cold outside.
What completely squashes my high is this person’s need, upon reaching the fare machine, to count out the proper change. Not only does this bring me down, it pisses me off. On top of how easy CharlieTickets/Cards are to pick up and reload, they save time and unneeded aggravation. For said person. For me. For everyone still standing out in the cold waiting to get on the bus.
Keep this in mind next time you push your way to the front of the line and then have to count out change. Unless you don’t mind death stares from a dozen or so other commuters.
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