Having started the day with SNCF (Sorry, Not Coming Fuckers) slamming the train doors in the middle of a group still getting on a train, and then needing to wait 15 minutes for the next. One could imagine that the trip back would be less, irritating.
Oh how wrong I was, my magical bus for the uncountable time, was arriving in 2 minutes. I check my phone, recheck the arrival time, and we’re at 13 minutes.
I spent the time trying to check down the road if I had missed my bus, but I did not, and raining like feck it still was. Thanks RATP, vous êtes sympa.
But looking all that to one side, I present this cartoon.