While I have always moaned about public transport in the past, there are times I have needed to use them for whatever purpose it was. Anyhow this story is not another bus one but rather what happened at the bus stop.
First, we need to put a picture into your mind and what better way than using crappy paint drawings.
So in your mind, you should now be thinking of a demonic-looking me and while I may have not looked like that physically, it is at least how I must have looked to the random people who walked by.
So I was in my local town for what I was recalling for shopping purposes when I finally got to the bus stop around half an hour before the bus should officially come. Having missed out on a pound coin for the bus, I asked a friend who was there if he had a spare pound coin or else I would have to go to the bank and withdraw. Thankfully he did and he passed it over and I put it into my left coat pocket.