A cunting, please, for buses in Sheffield.

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I am currently (26/4) standing at the Snig Hill bus stop after work. Once again, the 22:42 hasn’t turned up and I will have to wait until 22:56 for the next bus. Why is is that this keeps happening? Is it the driver wanting an early night? Maintenance/breakdown issues?

Has the service been pulled without notice because of a lack of profitability? Whatever the reason, it’s a fucking pisstake.

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60 thoughts on “A cunting, please, for buses in Sheffield.”

  1. Channel four or five should turn that article into a TV show..
    One of those countdown types programs..
    The 50 worse bus services..

    Lots of z list celebs, talking about their worse bus journeys..

    Then at the end of the show, round up all the celebs, put them on a bus and drive it into a ravine.
    That cunt Khan can be the driver, his dad was a bus driver you know!!

    • ‘Sadiq Khan wins a historic third term as mayor of London!!!”

      Yes, because all the usual suspects and soppy lefty wankers turned out to vote for him. Fuck off BBC.

      • 60% of people who live in London are aliens. They won’t vote for any white cunt, especially one who would roll back some of the free shit.

      • Jesus Christ, that’s going a bit overboard Edward. You seem to make a habit of that, no offence.

      • I only say that btw because I don’t want you to land the site in hot water. Nothing personal but please do try and tone it down a little.

    • Was it an ‘I love 19-something..’ where June Sarpong pretended to remember watching a TV programme when she was barely out of the womb.

      Pure shite.

  3. Absolutely agree with this one, OC.
    I too waited for the № 88 for over an hour and it never showed up at all.
    Mind you, I was in Leeds at the time.
    🚌

  4. I love travelling by bus. It is so directionless. Buses round our way are always packed full of hillbilly cunts, bennies fiddlers, and scousers with no arse. Comedy gold.

    • Here they’re full to the brim with hijab wearers and the occasional letterbox

    • I like watching people on buses, you do get some proper weirdoes on them. The strangest bus journey I went on was from Widemouth Bay near Bude, to Tintagel. There was no bench or shelter at the bus stop, just a flowery old armchair that some public spirited person had put there. A bus the size of a transit van turned up an hour late with no one on it, but it was full of posters about the Witchcraft
      Museum in Tintagel, and what a fun day out it was. It is difficult to mind though when you have peace and splendid scenery to look at.

  5. Last time I was on a bus was 1965 so haven’t got a clue as to what the problem is, sorry mate.

    • Same here Shit-cake. I was sixteen in 1967. In those days at that age you could ride a motorcycle up to 250cc solo with L-plates, no CBT required. That was it, bought my Yamaha for £30, end of the line for buses. My wife at the age of seventeen bought a mini for £200 and I had my car licence so that also worked a treat. Didn’t have to be licenced for two years or be Twenty-one years old or whatever the fuck it is now to accompany a learner. This of course is the real reason the politicians have so restricted licensing over recent years, it’s in order to push you off the roads. Well fuck them. Our kids both had their first driving lessons on their seventeenth birthdays and both run proper ICE cars.

      When my wife reached retiring age she took out a bus pass on the grounds it was free travel and would be handy to go into town. Disillusioned on first use. Apart from the lack of flexibility and waiting outside whatever the weather, the surly fucking bus crew wanted to know where she was going and why. The pass expired and she didn’t bother to renew it. You will have gathered my opinion by now; if you rely on public transport change it, learn to drive, get a car.

      • Believe me, I am on the waiting list for lessons. Unfortunately though they’re still having Covid backlogs – plus driving in Sheffield will probably be a nightmare in itself thanks to the CAZs.

      • Good for you OC mate! A couple of observations for what they are worth. Learn to drive a manual. A licence for auto only bans you from driving most cars on the road. It covers you for driving an electric car but all the evidence is that electric cars will go the way of the C5. When you are looking at getting a car check it’s registration number for the clean air zones. Our 22-year-old 2.5 litre V6 is exempt from the congestion charge in London, Birmingham and everywhere else. Broadly the rule is burn petrol not diesel. Best of luck and let us know how you get on!

      • I’d like to drive a manual Arfur but unfortunately I have the double whammy of autism and dyspraxia, so it may not be possible. I’m thinking learn automatic first THEN move on to manual once I’m comfortable with that.

      • Opey@

        Chop and change instructors till you find one that suits you.

        I originally had a right old stiff.

        I fucked him off ( lessons aren’t cheap) and found one who was perfect for me.

        A ex football hooligan, a total pisstaker who would insult me.
        I enjoyed the lessons and abuse and passed.

        We’re still mates to this day👍

  6. The services have probably been cut to give more free shit to scrounging ungrateful gimmigrants.

  7. Oh, and last night the 22:56 set off two minutes early, which meant it drove past as I was nearing the stop. Fuck you First Bus.

    • It’s a fact of life, OC.
      Like death and taxes.
      Buses hardly ever run on time or conform with punters expectations.
      Never have.
      Even Mussolini was only able to make the trains run on time.
      Good morning.

      • Sheffield’s bus system was excellent at one point, but Thatcher put a stop to that.
        I always found the best way to make a bus show up, after smoking was banned on them, was to light up a cigarette.

  9. I occasionally travel by bus in my small seaside town, which reminds me of early Hitchcock films that have hardly anyone else around. I usually walk out of the house without bothering about timetables and just sit waiting to see what turns up. I can sit alone for ages and when one turns up, be the only person on the bus even when I get to my destination. Same on my return. I’m not in a dream, but it sometimes seems like it. The same thing happens when walking on the beach when going to the Beach Hut for a read. Thanks for taking the time to read this.

    • Quality comment, mate. I like a bit of the surreal from time to time but there’s little chance of getting any in this over legislated and overbearing country.

  10. The only time I ever travel by bus is on the fairly rare occasion I go into town. They’re really unreliable for a start. Then they’re packed with unsavoury types yakking into mobile phones, coughers and snorters, and those types who always look a bit scruffy and smelly. Throw in the odd loony, and you’ve got a right no-go area.

    No wonder people are so reluctant to get out of their cars and onto public transport.

    Morning all.

    • Fortunately Ron, there are the occasions when other individuals join me on my journey, but there aren’t anything of the likes you witness. Its a bit like traveling back in time to the fifties.

    • Afternoon Ron, afternoon all.
      So right about coughers and sniffers, but you left the crisp and smelly food eaters out. They’re worth a cunting on their own.🚍🍔🐷

      • That’s Taxi Driver, not Bus Driver, SMP…
        Fucking weird though, thanking the bus driver. He’s doing his job.
        Same as people who, going through the self checkout, say thankyou to the Asda mọng standing at the end.

      • I don’t like it when the youngster behind the till says have a you know what yankie shit. I reply with the acronym HAND, to bemuse them.

  12. Bus drivers are cunts! Bus companies exist to transport he underclass to the dole office and Primark next to Greggs.

    Did I mention bus drivers are cunts? Should I ever gain my rightful place as supreme leader the first thing that will happen is bus drivers will be pulled off their shit wagons and dispatched SS style beside the road. Then they will be cremated in their vehicle and sent to meet the great Blakey in the sky!

    Well that’s my happy little fantasy when a cunt of a bus driver pulls out of a stop with no fucks given to moving traffic.

    Did I mention bus drivers are cunts?

    • They’d have nothing to talk about at the depot if they did their job correctly.

    • Those who see someone running for the bus then pull away anyway are absolute arseholes.

      It’s their little bit of power and control.

  13. Get a fucking car. Not been on a bus since I was 16. It smelled of piss, puke, armpits and buswankers.

  14. Last time i rode the bus was while on holiday. Stayed in a hotel and wanted to go into Bristol for a night out. it was so slow we walked back.

  16. Buses are for peasants. My driver gets me around. And having worked in Sheffield I wouldnt go back there. A friend tells me there is a sex shop in the Handworth area. Disgusting.

  17. At least you didn’t have to wait too long for it. When an hourly service doesn’t turn up then you’re in trouble.
    Unlike the majority on here, I do use the bus, but only to go into town for the pubs. A necessary evil. The bus, that is.

    • When the hourly service turns up an hour late, they say they’re on time. Which is correct, but you don’t want sarcasm thown in your face. One day they’ll get a fist in their face from some inpatient nutcase.

  18. Even the locals can’t throw themselves under buses after being relegated. Or are they waiting for when the disappointment subsides before running to schedule (spoken as in shed) not like the yankie skid marks.

    • I think you’re up against it there Sammy. It seems only us old folks who know the correct pronunciation of schedule, kilometre, etc.

  19. I haven’t been on an omnibus since I was a chavvy, used to walk 3 miles to work and got my license asap and since then have only taken pubic transport in the form of railway, that was bad enough, full of unsavoury foreign jonnies who have a natural tendency to use the ape hangers on the tube. Now it’s the joy of a fuck off big diesel engined truck or a few years ago the occasional outing in a 11 litre petrol engined 35mph 15 ton Scammell Explorer just to annoy the climate enthusiasts, it would leave a gap in the ozone layer a mile wide and make the feckin polar bears cough like they’d smoked a hundred senior service a day, wonderful.

    • In my area the number 36 buses cover their route in pairs. The drivers have their passengers for company. And no-one has been able to find out why they would need each other’s protection.

    • Bernard Hill gone eh, Baz. “Boys from the Blackstuff” was so of it’s era, it’s place and time, iconic. RIP Bernard.

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