…I’m never getting the C11 bus anymore. Quite apart from the fact that tonight’s driver called me ‘Wheelchair’, as in “Wheelchair, where do you want to get off?” (and to think I used to be an actual person)*, the ramp was so steep that I couldn’t even begin to get up it. It took three large men pushing and pulling to get me up the ramp and over that dreadful ‘lip’ that caused me a backwards fall and a head injury a few months ago. But Metroline say their buses are accessible, so that’s OK then…
I have Ash Wednesday thoughts, but they are serious and do not go well with the rant. Tomorrow.
Today was long and somewhat confusing. I like Thursdays. No working.
*Witty comebacks to this would be much appreciated. I couldn’t think of anything good, so I just mumbled my destination and hoped not too many people were staring at me after the whole ramp debacle.