Last month, one of [the Asheville city] bus drivers looked straight at me and went off and left anyway. [The Asheville Transit Authority] gave me a monthly pass for having to walk three and a half hours home. I don't think I ever said thank you. I don't think I did.
Second, the buses are filthy. I watched a baby puke down the front and back of a seat the first of the month, and it is still there. I've watched people comb out the nastiest hair imaginable, and brush it off on the seats next to them. Other people sit in that without knowing it's there, because you don't clean the buses.
Don't you people have any shame? Any regard for anyone else's dignity, or is it all about money and how much you can pocket? I still believe three trained monkeys can pick routes and timing better. If you can't find three in your commissions and councils (that never actually ride the buses), again, let me know and I'll cull three from the pack to overhaul a system you obviously care nothing about. Except, of course, being paid to "oversee."
I realize there are two broad concepts in the paragraph above, so let me reiterate.
Filth is one, and routes/timing is the second.
Last but certainly not least, I read in the paper yesterday that there was almost a half million dollars appropriated by the U.S. government for local transit bus replacement. Either of you care to wager that money gets spent on something else?
Seriously. … Let's make a wager at a City Council meeting.
What do you say? No guts.
— Gregg Watson