Yeah some interesting stuff happens on that route. I've heard so much about prison and probation I feel like I'm an expert at this point...
Oh, and yesterday when I was waiting at the Newmarket bus station, I noticed this gorgeous red coat on the floor between the two sets of doors leading to the buses. I picked it up and took it to the counter and asked if they had a lost and found they could put it in. The lady looked at me like I was nuts, and then- I kid you not- she suggested I "just put it back, they'll probably come back for it."
Put it back. On the floor. In the doorway. Where anyone could take it.
I was in awe. I politely but firmly told her no, I wasn't going to do that, as I would rather it be stored in a safe place instead of anyone being able to come along and take it. She glared at me, but took it.
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Lol! Thanks for posting my story CJ! This was the Barrie bus by the way, not the 72. My 72 was just a random number for my "tales" :p
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ReplyDeleteYeah some interesting stuff happens on that route. I've heard so much about prison and probation I feel like I'm an expert at this point...
Oh, and yesterday when I was waiting at the Newmarket bus station, I noticed this gorgeous red coat on the floor between the two sets of doors leading to the buses. I picked it up and took it to the counter and asked if they had a lost and found they could put it in. The lady looked at me like I was nuts, and then- I kid you not- she suggested I "just put it back, they'll probably come back for it."
Put it back. On the floor. In the doorway. Where anyone could take it.
I was in awe. I politely but firmly told her no, I wasn't going to do that, as I would rather it be stored in a safe place instead of anyone being able to come along and take it. She glared at me, but took it.
Honestly.