This isn't going to be popular but I have a gripe against those with impaired mobility.
Please, let the rest of us off the bus at the terminus before you try to do so. If you get up first, with your mobility frames and the like you delay everyone, but more seriously, our buses are famous for stopping suddenly (and hitting kerbs, or occasionally other buses) causing anyone standing while the bus is moving to go flying, and those who are unsteady on their feet to do so at greater risk to themselves and everyone else.
My pet hates on buses are:
1. People who, having obviously waited at the stop for some time, seem totally surprised by the novelty of having to get out their bus pass/phone/money or whatever ... (doesn't of course apply to London, where you zap your Oyster card without having to interact with the driver). Especially annoying if said item is in a backpack which has to be removed, opened and delved into.
2. People with shopping and luggage who spread over two seats and who will not put it on their lap or in the luggage area.
3. Buggy parents who insist on places their huge conveyance facing the side or centre of the bus, hence the other end is sticking into the gangway and cannot easily be got past.
This isn't going to be popular but I have a gripe against those with impaired mobility.
Please, let the rest of us off the bus at the terminus before you try to do so. If you get up first, with your mobility frames and the like you delay everyone, but more seriously, our buses are famous for stopping suddenly (and hitting kerbs, or occasionally other buses) causing anyone standing while the bus is moving to go flying, and those who are unsteady on their feet to do so at greater risk to themselves and everyone else.
There. Batten down the hatches.
Point taken, but please spare a thought for those of us who would prefer to be more mobile.....
We're not crippled out of perversity, as I'm sure you (in Christian love) know....
BTW, also please remember that physically-challenged peeps may have equally important appointments/destinations as you able types.
Point taken, but please spare a thought for those of us who would prefer to be more mobile....
I don't live where buses are convenient. But several years, before I was sentenced to the wheelchair, I did a lot of air travel. I took advantage of preboarding, but I also waited to disembark. It seems the courteous thing to do.
The chauffeur company's customer service has got back to me. A grovelling apology has been delivered and €5 credited to my account (not much, admittedly, but I appreciate the gesture).
The chauffeur company's customer service has got back to me. A grovelling apology has been delivered and €5 credited to my account (not much, admittedly, but I appreciate the gesture).
€5 for running over your foot?!? And a credit to your account, so that you have to use the same company to be able to use it?!?
This isn't a litigious culture. You almost never get meaningful financial compensation if you're not seriously injured. I'm ok with an apology. Also the driver is In Trouble.
That actually is the bigger thing if little damage is actually done. I'd far rather something was done to stop the driver doing it again than I just had more money in my bank account.
"We hav a driver in your area on ...day so can collect ...
What time?
Oh, between 9 and 4"
I have found that if you refuse to accept that said company - and it's not just this particular company - expect you to be in all day and you demand either morning, afternoon, or even better, a 2 hour slot, then said company can usually arrange a more precise time, as, indeed, they have.
This isn't going to be popular but I have a gripe against those with impaired mobility.
Please, let the rest of us off the bus at the terminus before you try to do so. If you get up first, with your mobility frames and the like you delay everyone, but more seriously, our buses are famous for stopping suddenly (and hitting kerbs, or occasionally other buses) causing anyone standing while the bus is moving to go flying, and those who are unsteady on their feet to do so at greater risk to themselves and everyone else.
There. Batten down the hatches.
But. Do not complain and grow inpatient while the blind man tries to pay and you're behind him in the queue at the cashier in the store. STFU. If you don't like people stay home. Kwitchyerbellyakin.
Sionisais, it amazes me that more people don't offer to help when I have the walker. We don't have buses here, but if someone sees me faced with stairs and takes a moment to ask if they can carry the walker to the bottom for me, we both get down the stairs quickly. When walking in hospital corridors, I always stop/freeze in place when I hear footsteps behind me and ask the mobile person to go ahead of me. Some are reluctant to do so but it just makes sense to not have them hovering behind me being slowed up. It is safer for me too as I am focused ahead and not worrying if they will bump me. But in a public area, it is always nice to be asked if there is something that can be done to smooth my way and getting down stairs in a tight space is always quicker when someone takes the walker for me or offers me an arm.
TICTH manufacturers of travel size shampoo and conditioner. NO I do not want them packaged together in flimsy plastic wrap. I do not necessarily use them at the same rate, and I presume the bottles are already leakproof. Also why make full size bottles of said products easily distinguishable but miniature ones identical except for small print in a place where nobody wears their glasses.
The mean spirited person in the theatre we attended yesterday. It's a small space with bench seating directly onto the stage. As we went to sit in our front row seats I noticed the man next to us had bare feet and a pair of open toed sandals at his side. A bit odd but I thought no more of it. At the interval he was forcibly removed as someone had complained. He was shouting that he had medical reasons as to why he couldn't wear shoes and socks. I'm sure that one the manager could have handled it better, maybe moved him out of the complainants sight lines and two if it upsets someone that much why didn't they leave?
As we went to sit in our front row seats I noticed the man next to us had bare feet and a pair of open toed sandals at his side.
This is a particularly amusing comment given your avatar. Bare feet and sandals are normal summer attire, aren't they? Sure - removing your sandals in public is a bit odd. Were his feet particularly odorous or something? Was it a formal occasion where patrons were expected to dress up, and so sandals wouldn't be appropriate anyway? I'm wondering why the theatre didn't tell the complainant where to get off.
TICTH those on the opposition benches who voted down the UK-EU deal, thus throwing away the only chance we are going to get to re-enter the EU in my lifetime as well as a half-decent working arrangement. I expected that from Rees-Mogg and the Headbangers, but how about you acting in the national interest for once?
May there be a sharp, invisible, pointy stick beneath you.
Just here to crawl out of my existential hole and CTH with prejudice my fucking endless, endless, endless, ENDLESS and yet to be diagnosed eaustacian tube blockage arrived in my life about a month after Trump was inaugurated— coincidence? You tell me— and like him has been hanging around getting worse and worse and worse while the experts scramble around trying to figure out what to do, and leaving me an empty shell with just tiny scraps of bitterness clinging to what’s left of the viscera.
Oh, but don’t worry— I have an Ear, Nose, Throat appointment. In May.
( I am grateful for my health care, I am grateful for my health care, I am...)
[Edit: Oh, you’re gonna want to pray for my poor, poor, unsuspecting students, too.)
Remember the children! Some of them have this radar that encourages them to sidle up to me and let out a piercing shriek. Right next to my bum ear. Especially if it’s raining. As it was yesterday.
I’m telling you, pray for armies of angels to surround them, because they are going to need them. Gonna pray extra hard for some of them, and yes I’m looking at you, M. And J. God bless you right upside the heads, cracking the two of them together, I hope. Oh, and if you have to fall, fall on that little instigator, B., who bats his eyes and pretends he’s horrified at all the hooliganism afoot. Fall on him HARD.
(((Bunnywithanaxe))) For angels to protect your small charges, and for angels to get those doctors moving on figuring out what in the world is going on with your Eustachian tube!!! Fie on the pain!!
TICTH Waiting In For Deliveries That Never Come - especially on a lovely day when we could have gone out walking, exploring, geocaching or all three....
TICTH Waiting In For Deliveries That Never Come - especially on a lovely day when we could have gone out walking, exploring, geocaching or all three....
TICTH Waiting In For Deliveries That Never Come - especially on a lovely day when we could have gone out walking, exploring, geocaching or all three....
Also for repair people.
And especially for those who trot out the "Best effort" line, which translates as "We'll call at some time at our convenience after hh.mm so you had be there or you'll get billed for this call as well as the one you set up to replace it.
When told that a collection or delivery or anything else at my home will be "between 9 and 4", I demand to know morning or afternoon as I tell th caller I will be out, or point out that as I am disabled, I need to leave the front door ajar.
In about 90% of cases, this works. In some cases, they will actually give a 2 hour slot, but you have to refuse the "9-4" business first.
O how blessed I am, inasmuch as parcels etc. are delivered to the office of the Marina wherein the Frail Episcopal Bark is moored. The Girl-in-the-Office then notifies me of the arrival of the item, whereupon I simply collect it at my leisure within office hours (9-5 EVERY DAY).
Yes, I pay fairly hefty mooring fees (though they're reasonable in comparison with Other Places), but the service provided cannot be faulted, at least in this respect.
Incidentally, it appears that the Po Stoffis, Hermes, DPD etc. all know that they can only deliver items here within the said Marina office hours.
TICTH having to change providers periodically, the time it consumes, and the fact that it never goes smoothly. I have had a letter arrive a week late, over an hour on the phone trying to sort it out with someone who didn't seem to have the ability to comprehend what I was talking about, and this is just the beginning.
Patience is a virtue which seems to be etched through abrasion. It's not a completed work in me yet!
Seconded. Perhaps even worse are those Anglo Catholics who function as a RC tribute band, dressing like Father Brown and name- dropping Roman clerics who would deny the validity of Anglican sacraments.
TICTH people who think that, "I'm sorry, I am hard of hearing; please speak slowly and distinctly" means "express the same idea
with the same loudness and distinctness of speech, but with many more words." I don't need a detailed explanation; I just want to know what we're talking about.
I called a doctor's office asking for his authorization for continuance of my physical therapy. The nurse I talked to seemed to be telling me that arrangements had to be made and she would refer the matter to the doctor. (This is my guess of what she was saying.) I kept saying I didn't understand her, and she kept talking. Finally I said, "Is there anything that I need to do now?" She said no, quite clearly, so the ball is now in their court.
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Please, let the rest of us off the bus at the terminus before you try to do so. If you get up first, with your mobility frames and the like you delay everyone, but more seriously, our buses are famous for stopping suddenly (and hitting kerbs, or occasionally other buses) causing anyone standing while the bus is moving to go flying, and those who are unsteady on their feet to do so at greater risk to themselves and everyone else.
There. Batten down the hatches.
1. People who, having obviously waited at the stop for some time, seem totally surprised by the novelty of having to get out their bus pass/phone/money or whatever ... (doesn't of course apply to London, where you zap your Oyster card without having to interact with the driver). Especially annoying if said item is in a backpack which has to be removed, opened and delved into.
2. People with shopping and luggage who spread over two seats and who will not put it on their lap or in the luggage area.
3. Buggy parents who insist on places their huge conveyance facing the side or centre of the bus, hence the other end is sticking into the gangway and cannot easily be got past.
No, I don't live in Tunbridge Wells!
Point taken, but please spare a thought for those of us who would prefer to be more mobile.....
We're not crippled out of perversity, as I'm sure you (in Christian love) know....
BTW, also please remember that physically-challenged peeps may have equally important appointments/destinations as you able types.
€5 for running over your foot?!? And a credit to your account, so that you have to use the same company to be able to use it?!?
That actually is the bigger thing if little damage is actually done. I'd far rather something was done to stop the driver doing it again than I just had more money in my bank account.
I dunno - is it just me, or are the French just a bit more pragmatic about things (or some things)?
What time?
Oh, between 9 and 4"
I have found that if you refuse to accept that said company - and it's not just this particular company - expect you to be in all day and you demand either morning, afternoon, or even better, a 2 hour slot, then said company can usually arrange a more precise time, as, indeed, they have.
This is a particularly amusing comment given your avatar. Bare feet and sandals are normal summer attire, aren't they? Sure - removing your sandals in public is a bit odd. Were his feet particularly odorous or something? Was it a formal occasion where patrons were expected to dress up, and so sandals wouldn't be appropriate anyway? I'm wondering why the theatre didn't tell the complainant where to get off.
Or, at any rate, making their name stink by having a word with the local press.
May there be a sharp, invisible, pointy stick beneath you.
Oh, but don’t worry— I have an Ear, Nose, Throat appointment. In May.
( I am grateful for my health care, I am grateful for my health care, I am...)
[Edit: Oh, you’re gonna want to pray for my poor, poor, unsuspecting students, too.)
I’m telling you, pray for armies of angels to surround them, because they are going to need them. Gonna pray extra hard for some of them, and yes I’m looking at you, M. And J. God bless you right upside the heads, cracking the two of them together, I hope. Oh, and if you have to fall, fall on that little instigator, B., who bats his eyes and pretends he’s horrified at all the hooliganism afoot. Fall on him HARD.
Sorry to hear of all the woes.
Also for repair people.
And especially for those who trot out the "Best effort" line, which translates as "We'll call at some time at our convenience after hh.mm so you had be there or you'll get billed for this call as well as the one you set up to replace it.
In about 90% of cases, this works. In some cases, they will actually give a 2 hour slot, but you have to refuse the "9-4" business first.
Yes, I pay fairly hefty mooring fees (though they're reasonable in comparison with Other Places), but the service provided cannot be faulted, at least in this respect.
Incidentally, it appears that the Po Stoffis, Hermes, DPD etc. all know that they can only deliver items here within the said Marina office hours.
Patience is a virtue which seems to be etched through abrasion. It's not a completed work in me yet!
Yes. Because that's how one's ears feel, when forced to listen to such stuff.
But...but...HRH is a ROYAL PERSONAGE, and therefore far more Important than mere umble Humming Beans like the rest of us.
No. Not that I ever hum quietly to myself......
Seconded. Perhaps even worse are those Anglo Catholics who function as a RC tribute band, dressing like Father Brown and name- dropping Roman clerics who would deny the validity of Anglican sacraments.
with the same loudness and distinctness of speech, but with many more words." I don't need a detailed explanation; I just want to know what we're talking about.
I called a doctor's office asking for his authorization for continuance of my physical therapy. The nurse I talked to seemed to be telling me that arrangements had to be made and she would refer the matter to the doctor. (This is my guess of what she was saying.) I kept saying I didn't understand her, and she kept talking. Finally I said, "Is there anything that I need to do now?" She said no, quite clearly, so the ball is now in their court.
I would like to know what's going on, though.