The tram driver is often misunderstood. Sometimes you get the feeling many see the driver as the ultimate evil. The driver is the executive hand of the devil, namely, the company that dares to complain transport companies and offer a service that was created to torment the population, with high prices, unobserved schedules and inconvenient, dirty vehicles. I would like to report in a series of blogs a few anecdotes from the life of a tram driver and awaken so maybe a little more understanding. Although it sometimes may seem as if I'd just complain, it's because of my penchant for exaggeration therefore not take it so serious.
Chapter 10 Merry Christmas you A ****
Sweeter the bells never sound as the Christmas season. Yes, yes, what time of year else is so peaceful and contemplative as the Christmas season. The year is ending, we drink a mulled wine at the Christmas market, many people have even vacation or at least free of the holidays. Everything could be so beautiful quiet and peaceful. Unless one has to go on Christmas Eve, a night car.
have no reason to complain, I really am, because I had been in my 7 years ran only once on Christmas Eve and indeed on my first year. Service to begin at that time was just before 21:00 clock and the end was so around 1:00 clock. It actually started out on a very harmless. I got in the office before service start with a little gift bag of Christmas surprises. Candies, tangerines and the like. Then it went off by train to the city. I personally have always spent Christmas Eve until then at home with the family and was therefore very surprised by how many people were on the road. Everywhere were still dozens of people on the road with our cars, plus a little snow lay everywhere. The scenario was so truly Christmassy that evening. Happy people, snow, twinkling lights.
Uhm, wait. Why blink because of the vehicle in front of me the warning lights? It was my front man on the line who could not continue because of a serious defect in the ride. Since we are already at this time only went in a 30 min pace, meant that he have been standing at the crossing must be quite a while. Colleagues from the workshop then have the vehicle towed towards the main workshop, which was fortunately near the site. For me, it meant but now all the passengers of the colleagues to proceed for the last stop. A full path, full of excited people.
was a problem then but only on the return trip. At the last stop I had 20 min turn time and the vehicle was in front of me so down. What does, is an hour in the direction not drive down. So I could listen to me then at each stop: * Why are they coming now erst. *, * What is a really them to come so late .*, * So what should I surely can not have Christmas, they simply not drive .* Hach wonderful that all reacting always so understanding on the perils of technology. My favorite of the evening I should, however, for 20 minutes to complete the Way to enjoy the station. * Hey asshole, why are you coming too late? * * You do not need me to insult, because I react angrily on it. The vehicle in front of me has failed, I am the next vehicle and so on time .* * neee, you're too late I get up here already 45 min .* * Yes, they do because the car in which they were actually moved, did not come because it is broke. I am the next vehicle .* * Hey old man, I want to piss or what? Get out there in front then we beat ourselves .* * Why should I fight with them? * * If you were a man, would you now kloppen .* * Well, in the circles in which I move, prove The men will not Prügellein, but thanks for asking .* * age, then give me your address then I come by .* * Do they fit on old times, when they let me go no further in peace, it's not more of the same further, but we are waiting for the police. I do not have that is having trouble with idiots themselves .* The
it then has only made a little bit cold, but I could tell from his look in the rearview mirror that he was not really Christmassy feel. Now it happened that I had between stops a little flea. So late in the evening we have that is more time available for us to arrive on time at bus stops and so connections to other line can produce. Especially if the ride rhythms are so far apart, that's really useful for passengers. My special friend, was pleased but not natural. * Tell me you are going slowly but deliberately to annoy me .* * Yes, that's what I'm doing. I have a couple of 100 passengers in the vehicle and concentrate with all the power it just to annoy them .* * Then stop it .*: uff:
When we arrived at the station, he left the vehicle, I told him of course a Merry Christmas wish. Although I do not he hoped would understand the hint of irony. As we discovered, perhaps in this dialogue, I was still pretty patient. Today he would be flown immediately after the first sentence from the vehicle. Such things can not and must not simply put up with. Unfortunately, such passengers are not the exception. Continuously exposed to malice is assumed, although it carries only his work. Understanding of the drivers even on holidays without using it, do his service has hardly exist. So greet your driver on Christmas Eve just nice that it lengthens from all the idiots from which he will undoubtedly take even more.
