Public Transport. Where did all this come from?
Now as any man/woman in Blackpool nowadays would know. The sudden upgrade to the public transport of this area has been a pleasant experience when all is said and done, I mean apart from the fact that when one is in quite the hurry to meet up with some friends and the newest Duschelsmitt trundles up 25 minutes late because it took the fat, balding and often smelly bus driver 17 hours just to find the keyhole.
But let's gloss over that for now and for starters. I want to explain the photos below. It's been a couple of years now these new busses have arrived with all the new technological demands of today's people sort-of met and whenever I slump myself into the seats of the bus that is always just the tiniest bit too small so you never noticed it at first but 25 minutes down the line and you get off looking like the huntchback is looking for a new house.
But then I noticed the dodads on the back seats. Now for the longest time. That red stop button you see wasn't even there. It was just a miserable grey square looking like the designers was going to get around to giving that space a purpose but then realized that there was a not terrible pub down the road. This puzzled me for the longest time. I look at that space thinking "what are you? I mean I know you are a bit of grey plastic waiting to be stuck in a dolphins jugular but seriously why are you there?" This would wind me up so much that I often left the bus angrier then I started, and it often wasn't because of this new lump on my back.
So it was to my joy that last week that when I sit down, ready to ponder once more. That suddenly, either the designers finally got back from the pub or the drink they had given them mind reading abilities, the space was full, full with a button that does things, things that can't get stuffed with chewing gum and herpes unlike it's rather sad looking neighbor and don't even get me started on the hook thing, the springs are to strong so I can't even put ones fingers in it as a distraction from the fact the lady next to me and like what would happen if Madonna just started selling bottles of her own sweat.
So to conclude my first review on this app. Well done Blackpool transport. This is the best thing you have done since making the floors slightly steeper so that the sick and other bodily fluids would have an escape route.