It's almost guaranteed that, if you need to catch a specific bus, it will be the one that arrives at the bus stop early, and leaves before you get to it. It's a Murphy's Law kind of thing.
But why do they need to put the numbers on the back of the busses so you know which one it was that you wanted as you see it leaving?
Isn't this just a bit sadistic? Can't we have non-specific busses that just may have been the one you wanted? The suspicion that you wanted the bus that you just missed is less painful than the realization that you did indeed blow it.
Or is it? It's nice to know where you stand. If you did miss the bus, and you know it, you have time to make alternate plans. Or you can set off on a tirade of curses and spitting. It may help to blow up and get it out of your system. And if there are other people around to witness your blow up they can call for the ambulance that you will need from the heart attack you just had.
It's at times like this, when you've missed your bus, that your true character really comes out.
If you are me... you sit and ponder some of life's questions as you wait for the next bus, and call for the ambulance.
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