Oh, you understand the MVV - you used it often enough.
In Atlanta, the corresponding corporation is called MARTA, I think? The authority in charge of all public transport?
My other bicycle in the damn revolting village where I work has vanished, and I have to take the bus until the next bicycle flea market rolls around (no way am I endangering a new decent bike in that hellhole again!), and that is causing problems. From March 1st onward, a new private subcontractor has take over the line from the old one. First they were running an impossible bus where the hydraulic suspension was totally fucked up, sorry rude language. A miracle nobody sustained a whiplash injure from riding that thing. Now they have this huuuuuge thing from Belgium that's thirty years old if not older, and that broke down yesterday, so for the first time ever since I work there, come snow or summer heat, the buses weren't running at all. I had to walk to the S-Bahn station (which is totally doable, but I dislike being forced to traverse that revolting, deathly boring village on foot) - and when I arrived there, the bus turned up! At a time when it was supposed to be at the other S-Bahn station! I asked the driver, and he said very calmly the bus had broken down, it had taken this long to repair, and he would wait here now for 3/4 of an hour until it was regular time to leave - instead of trying to pick up his schedule somewhere on the way, there were going to be no buses again, for no good reason. The old subcontractor would a) have sent a replacement bus and driver immediately and b) sent the original one about their business. No wonder that new subcontractor was able to outbid the old one for that line - they don't have the equipment and manpower to fucking run it!!
And, I mean, I can walk, I'm just a lazy bicycle freak claiming that if God had intended people to walk everywhere by foot, he wouldn't have given us the brain to invent the common bicycle. But the old women of that village that use the bus to go with their canes or even zimmer frames from their homes to the doctors' or the cemetary, they blood well need/i> the bus!
And that was what I was goign to write an email about; while I was waiting at the station for the S-Bahn to arrive, I made that little note to myself and posted it via free SMS gateway (it sometimes works, sometimes doesn't, is monumentally useful, and hadn't worked yet from m new 'handy', so I was rather anxious to test it again anyway).
I meant to take the post away after writing the mail (which I did last night), but you asked, so instead of deleting it, I give you the long story...
Oh, I already complained once about the bus line and did get an answer, so I simply replied to the woman who'd written to me politely and in details that showed she'd researched the situation and spoken to people. I'm sure she'll work on the follow-up with the same diligence. If I called somebody, they'd say yes, certainly, hang up and answer the next phone call.
I don't like voice as a way of communication. I mean, apart from when somebod is actually physically there, of course.
Damn Skype buggered up Sal's computer, too, to add some random anti-VoIP comment.
Ah, now I understand. I had suspected MVV was some public agencey or other.
I didn't know you could send SMS to LJ. I guess you learn something everyday.
I'm sorry about the bus drama. I understand completely. Transit is good when it works, but when it doesn't... GRRRRR
Luckily, my office is moving on Monday to a location much closer to the subway so I won't have to wait for the bus (which only comes every 30 minutes) or walk one kilometer. And it's really NOT that I mind walking, but it's quicker to wait for the bus when it's one time. I always must guess whether it's better to wait for the bus, which could be in 1 minute or 20, or just walk! Sound familiar?
I ran into a girl from Munich just now on the subway. I wear a cute jacked that says Kln on it. She asked if I was from there, and I disappointed her. But we did talk. She's from Muenchen and actually works near your house - at Rosenheimer Platz. It truly is a small world at times.
Heh, that's exactly the choice I faced - wait for the bus, or walk? I'd have been at the S-Bahn station three times when I finally decided to walk.
But what made me really angry was the way that subcontracting company didn't care. I'll have their hide. Onna stick, to wave at the Gigantic Claw O'Doom...
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In Atlanta, the corresponding corporation is called MARTA, I think? The authority in charge of all public transport?
My other bicycle in the damn revolting village where I work has vanished, and I have to take the bus until the next bicycle flea market rolls around (no way am I endangering a new decent bike in that hellhole again!), and that is causing problems. From March 1st onward, a new private subcontractor has take over the line from the old one. First they were running an impossible bus where the hydraulic suspension was totally fucked up, sorry rude language. A miracle nobody sustained a whiplash injure from riding that thing. Now they have this huuuuuge thing from Belgium that's thirty years old if not older, and that broke down yesterday, so for the first time ever since I work there, come snow or summer heat, the buses weren't running at all. I had to walk to the S-Bahn station (which is totally doable, but I dislike being forced to traverse that revolting, deathly boring village on foot) - and when I arrived there, the bus turned up! At a time when it was supposed to be at the other S-Bahn station! I asked the driver, and he said very calmly the bus had broken down, it had taken this long to repair, and he would wait here now for 3/4 of an hour until it was regular time to leave - instead of trying to pick up his schedule somewhere on the way, there were going to be no buses again, for no good reason. The old subcontractor would a) have sent a replacement bus and driver immediately and b) sent the original one about their business. No wonder that new subcontractor was able to outbid the old one for that line - they don't have the equipment and manpower to fucking run it!!
And, I mean, I can walk, I'm just a lazy bicycle freak claiming that if God had intended people to walk everywhere by foot, he wouldn't have given us the brain to invent the common bicycle. But the old women of that village that use the bus to go with their canes or even zimmer frames from their homes to the doctors' or the cemetary, they blood well need/i> the bus!
And that was what I was goign to write an email about; while I was waiting at the station for the S-Bahn to arrive, I made that little note to myself and posted it via free SMS gateway (it sometimes works, sometimes doesn't, is monumentally useful, and hadn't worked yet from m new 'handy', so I was rather anxious to test it again anyway).
I meant to take the post away after writing the mail (which I did last night), but you asked, so instead of deleting it, I give you the long story...
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I don't like voice as a way of communication. I mean, apart from when somebod is actually physically there, of course.
Damn Skype buggered up Sal's computer, too, to add some random anti-VoIP comment.
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I didn't know you could send SMS to LJ. I guess you learn something everyday.
I'm sorry about the bus drama. I understand completely. Transit is good when it works, but when it doesn't... GRRRRR
Luckily, my office is moving on Monday to a location much closer to the subway so I won't have to wait for the bus (which only comes every 30 minutes) or walk one kilometer. And it's really NOT that I mind walking, but it's quicker to wait for the bus when it's one time. I always must guess whether it's better to wait for the bus, which could be in 1 minute or 20, or just walk! Sound familiar?
I ran into a girl from Munich just now on the subway. I wear a cute jacked that says Kln on it. She asked if I was from there, and I disappointed her. But we did talk. She's from Muenchen and actually works near your house - at Rosenheimer Platz. It truly is a small world at times.
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But what made me really angry was the way that subcontracting company didn't care. I'll have their hide. Onna stick, to wave at the Gigantic Claw O'Doom...