Bus driver

down the closest Uber driver for that individual. Uber is a cheap alternative to taking a taxi, and requires no cash. All payments are done over the app by connecting a debit or credit card to the app. Despite my lack of experience with Uber, I do believe that there are benefits of having Uber available. For starters, it is a cost efficient way for people to go out with friends for a drink, and get home safely. This takes away from the responsibility of relying on a “sober driver,” and…

started out by loading the bus at six in the morning at Senior. The sun was already out but the air still had a cold chill to it. All the girls on the team looked tired, their hair was messy and their eyes were barley open. I walked onto the bus and smelled something warm. I walk to the back of the hot bus to find a seat and someone had brought bagels from Big Apple Bagel for the whole team. I grabbed an apple cinnamon bagel and the first bite was soft and warm. The bus was very quiet because…

cold air surrounding my body. It’s winter and it’s the most outrages winter I’ve experienced in my life. I was strolling to my bus stop and as I begin to slow down I see the school bus was already coming up the hill following behind my tail to make a complete stop. There was about 5 other students with me anxiously waiting the bus to stop and then they all got on the bus one by one. All I could do is think about all of my best friend. We’re known as the Popular asian group at Jenny Lind. When…

I rode the bus every day in middle school and would interact with a few people who also lived in my neighborhood. They were in no way my friends, but the circumstances had left us stuck on a bus for 30 minutes with a different group of students who normally wouldn't interact. One girl was very religious and we would eventually ease into a logical debate about religion. Every afternoon as we rode from the school into our old neighborhood. I am a very confrontational person, and when I feel as if…

like this," I would be perfectly safe. In the 7th grade, I had to take the bus that dropped me off quite a ways away from my house, meaning that I had to walk quite the distance to my house. It wasn't a major problem, just a minor inconvenience at best. The main reason I took this specific route was to save some minutes sleeping in the early mornings, but I digress. So around 3 weeks pass since I first started taking the bus and nothing really major happens. The only think really worth knowing…

One week. Seven days. Six nights. One hundred sixty-eight hours. This was the amount of time I was supposed to spend in the middle of the dense forestry of Algonquin Park, with only a map, a compass, and nine other girls. As I rode the bus to the drop off point, I felt none of the excitement and giddiness everyone else seemed to be feeling. I had no desire to sing songs or play the alphabet game. The only thought occupying my distressed brain was the absolute terror that I had grown accustomed…

example, shopping carts. While NCTD does not prohibit personal shopping carts from coming onboard the bus, these utility devices are not allowed to take up space on the bus, they must be folded and placed between the seats. The idea is to avoid blocking seats, aisles, doorways, or exits, or using up an extra seat (NCTD, 2016:26). In other words, a rider can bring a shopping cart onboard the bus but it basically must be emptied and may not get in the way of public safety. With that said, there is…

The sun shines as the yellow bus turns the corner and moves its way up the street. My mom and dad are sitting in the front seat as I am sitting in my car seat in the back. A green backpack is strapped to my shoulders. I am a tad nervous, but excited at the same time. Closer and closer comes the bus. Sun shining into the car, the door opens and I hop out onto the pavement. There are other kids waiting for the bus too. Kids that are older than I, huddle in a circle next to the red stop sign…

My worst commute to work was when I was in my early 20 's and living in San Diego. I was in college full-time and working part-time at a mall that was about 30 minutes away by car, but took me three times that by bus and trolley. I would sometimes have to walk the two miles from the trolley station to my house, which included walking uphill, downhill, and across two freeway entrances. It was only really bad in the summer in 100-plus degree heat and at night, when the weirdos and drug addicts…

ranging from taxis to buses. However, every single type of transportation is crowded and messy. For example, if you have to be at your job by 7 am, you’d have to wake up, at the latest, by 5. Then you’d have to be outside, in the cold, waiting for the bus to come pick you up. In spite of being the first one there waiting for…