Proletariat Chariot

There are two kinds of public transit operators -- those who remember the pain of riding public transit and those who've relinquished their souls to the icy grips of indifference. Indifference if you're lucky -- malicious power tripping if the fates are not with you. I don't understand why sweet simple logic loses its foothold on something so basic as a timetable. Common courtesy is frequently absent as well which only adds a level of rider induced hell. A bevy of excuses and ready reasons await to beg pardon but I would prefer to spend less time in a handbasket.