PROBLEM #3 - NO RIDES LEFT

So today after waking up at 7.30 am (keep following our blog for the reason why we were awake at this ungodly hour) we decided to take an innocent trip to the city. ........... ... UNTIL

Jen: OMG cacks u can TOTALLY use mah travel 10

Cacks: AWH thanks..... chuck it here

(put it in the machine twice for both of us)

Random fug man sitting on the disabled seat like a creep: UM... excuse me galz. Where are you off to?

Us: um... the city.....

Suddenly, out of nowhere, he WHIPS out a state transit medallion.... the sweat began to appear on our foreheads as we suddenly realised, this guy wasnt fucking round and was no ordinary civillian. He was ... a STATE. TRANSIT. OFFICER. ..... HOLY SHIT!!!!!!!!

The man then informed us that we only had a ticket that was valid for 2 sections... not the whole 1 BILLION SECTIONS we needed for our 5 minute bus trip. He then proceeded to RIP the ticket out of Cacks's hands (with the whole bus looking) and sat there and put in the ticket....... SIXXXXXXXX MOREEEEEEEEEE TIMESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS. We stood there in utter shock as we heard the noise of the bus ticket go in and out... in and out... in... and out... x 1000.

He eventually handed it back to us when we looked at the bottom and saw...........NO. RIDES. LEFT. There you go! He said and smiled as he handed back our ticket with it's soul having been ripped out. We made fun of him the whole bus trip there.. and back... but underneath our brave smiling faces we were devastated. The whole bus trip cost us about 20 dollars... we SHOULDVE JUST GOT A CAB.

So to all you bus goers out there... BEWARE of a man sitting at the front... looking shady. He ain't no ordinary bus rider... hes the FUCKING AUTHORITY!

But thanks to this experience, we learnt if you havin bus problems i feel bad for u son, i got 99 probs but a travel 10 aint one