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Monday, November 9, 2009
I often take the #159 back to Portland Hills, maybe a few times a week.
I can't help but feel like I am going to have a heart attack every time I am on it with the way people rush to get on and off that bus.
There's always a heard of 9-5'rs and suits standing around the Barrington stop in the early evenings/late afternoons and when the bus pulls up it's like they're fighting for their lives to get on it. There's usually more seats than there are people---slow down!
Maybe we'd be healthier if people didn't push and shove to get on a bus with ample room that won't be leaving without you. I've been butted ahead of, shoved and pushed just so middle-aged office-worker types of all kinds can get on the bus first and alleviate any worry that they won't have to wait another 10 minutes.
---Usually the last one off.