Hijacked!
As mentioned in ‘Maybe It’s Better That I’m Clueless’ I had been considering investigating alternate routes to work to avoid the dreaded Main and Hastings. I had PLANNED on playing around online with the Translink website but once again the inadequacies of others was going to dictate my life.
Upon arrival at my stop, the aforementioned dreaded one, the far back doors of the accordion bus would not open, pleas to the driver went unanswered. So I figure I’ll just get off at the next stop and see if it connects to the bus that takes me the rest of the way home - maybe it won’t be such a questionable area.
There’s a plywood covered area blocking the doors at the next stop due to construction. I had moved to the forward rear doors so I make a move for the front doors not far away only to find myself swimming upstream in a river of derelicts, none of whom I happen to notice are paying.
Police cruisers block the next stop, they quarantined the block due to a hostage situation.
I eventually made it home, nearly 2 hours after getting out of work.
