dude, you were in germany far too long...

My husband hates riding the bus. He has been biking but due to a blow out on the commute home, he has had to ride the bus for the past 2 days. Now, I agree that the bus isn't always great - it's late, early or full more often than it is on time - but seeing as though I hate driving more, I put up with it. I also (and here is where he spent too much time in Germany with their strict adherence to schedules) expect it to be late. I don't even bother checking the schedule. My husband, god bless him, will religiously check the schedule and try to be there right at that precise moment in time. He is then deeply, personally offended when the bus doesn't show up. Which of course it won't. It never does. IT'S THE BUS.