I took a step out of my comfort zone and found that it worked. I will admit though that an odd time I have gotten on the wrong blessed bus! Sometimes I’ve made a complete tit of myself falling off buses (both literally and metaphorically).
I wipe off my pride and seek out the next bus instead. People have also linked my arm and helped me onto important buses. Some have possibly shoved me into the seat and told me to do as I was told. Others have not let me off buses that I wanted to get off.
I also hate waiting on buses.
Other bleepin’ buses have whooshed on by me and I felt left behind.