cowbellz's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- the bus driver is a person to be reckoned with. people honk way too much here. i grew up being taught to only use your horn when absolutely necessary. only if someone was seriously about to come into your lane or if they were about to back into you. or if the person in front of you didn't notice the light had turned green, then you give a little tap to alert them, like half a honk. not up here. boston drivers are totally desensitized to the horn. people use it so much on a daily basis that the people they're honking AT don't even pay attention so the honkers are forced to honk more. it's a big mess, really. take the driver of the CT2 bus on my way home from work. he honks at EVERYTHING. honks at bikers in the road, people with their turn signals on wanting to enter traffic, and anyone who looks like they might even possibly think about stepping into the street. he honks when he pulls up to a stop. he uses it to announce his presence. um, hello, you're a BUS. people can't help but notice you. you're HUGE. and then while on the bus, i see people in their tiny cars honking at the bus as if it would do any good. little piece of advice, it does nothing. the bus is going to do what he wants to do. i've seen people turn red in the face honking and yelling and gesturing. meanwhile the bus driver either completely disregards them or lets out a little chuckle. i'd say this happens an average of 5 times on the ride from the hospital to MIT. also, while on the bus, you can see EVERYTHING that people are doing in their cars. they can't see the bus windows from their angle, but believe me the bus riders can see them. so no funny business, people are watching you. sometimes crazy people. ahhh, the public transportation commute. i AM going to miss it. i know i tend to write about it a lot, but i think it's the part of boston that i enjoy most. it's also the part that i bitch about the most. but pretty soon i won't be writing about my drives to work because they will be in my car and fairly uneventful. and that's kind of sad. 12:25 pm - 29 august 2002 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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