Wednesday, January 12, 2005

Hey! put your lights on you moran!!

FOG!  Way big fog today!!  We have strobe lights on our bus roofs so we can be seen, but that didn't help the 50 % out there this afternoon who were running around without headlights.  They remembered this morning, but old Mr I am out to lunch and Mrs housewife running errands didn't ... they're out there yacking on their cellies while I am trying to not rear end them...as all I could see was brake lights and then it is too late.  But I showed them I just drove that much slower.

I decided to write up my smokers...those little snots spit on my floor and the more I thought about them lighting up and putting the rest of the kids in harms way...the madder I got.  Only one of them was on today and there was no problem.  If they do it again, I am going straight back to the school and letting them deal with it.  I don't want to have to get a monitor ( I call them babysitters) or a recorder in my camera box...it's such a pain.

Also at our main high school we line up in diagonal lines with the special services buses up front near the exit to a busy highway...we have a traffic cop, but between parents, kids driving and walkers you have to dodge a lot.  A lot of the time kids like to stand around with their friends gabbing until the last possible second and then dart for the buses just as we close the doors and start off.  It's a scene just ready made for disaster.  Somebody could easily be hit.  So of course "mrs outspoken Rose" said something to the dean on watch at the beginning of the year and she said they would stop them from going to the buses.  And I told the drivers to NOT open the door.  Well since Christmas break those kids are right back at it...so today I said something to my dispatcher, she talked to the dean and announced to us all to not pick these kids up...of course some did, but at least it's a start and I don't have to worry about running some kid over...wow no wonder my neck hurts today!

All for now...

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

I really like reading this journal of yours. It's like riding along with you. Hugs, my friend. *Barb.  >>>>Glad you're the driver and not me. I doubt I'd be as patient.