Somebody's Watching Me

It's weird how a bus service that should run every 15 minutes means that I can wait 45 minutes and never see a bus, but when 1 bus does appear - and not the 3 that you get in Britain - the driver claims that it is bang on time.  Those other 3 busses that just didn't appear have obviously been taken in some sort of public transport version of the Wiesbaden Triangle.

Maybe I am the Wiesbaden Triangle and I cause all sorts of traffic chaos wherever I go.

I could have done without it today.

I go so fed up I ended up walking home for half an hour just to calm down.  There's no need to bring that kind of bad mood home. And stomping is good for the heart.  Plus you might spot a bunny.