Run, run, run. Come on you can make, you can’t be late. Get your ticket ready and there, phew in the nick of time. “Thanks for waiting driver”.
Now where can you sit, unfriendly looking youth, person sleeping, smelly old woman, normal person, that’s the one. What time is it? hmm bit tight but should make, boy tonight will be great.
Hey wait a minute, why are we turning? You got on the wrong one, this cannot happen.
Take action and be assertive, just like dear father taught you. “Driver I have a dangerous weapon and know how to use it so I order you to turn and take the n.31’s route”. Wait you should make the most of this. “Actually no, take me directly to my front door”. “I could do that but then we’d all know where you live and then steal all your things and obviously your mind”. Damn. “Well this is interesting”. Huh person sleeping is no longer sleeping. “No apparently I’m not”. “How did you?”. “Hush, driver I agree with the detour but we shall all go were we do not want to go and visit the bald soprano”.