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Happy Family Day… for those who actually get it

Posted in Aggravations, Thoughts with tags , , , , , on February 21, 2011 by Mitch Leuraner

Seems like in Ottawa the only people who get Family Day off are the bus drivers…

I know exactly one person who doesn’t have to work today.  And on my way to work this morning, all the regular people were about waiting for the bus. 

Yet, somehow OC Transpo gets away with having limited service?

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Bus riders are sheep

Posted in Random, Thoughts with tags , , , , , , , , , on July 27, 2010 by Mitch Leuraner

An $80,000 sculpture by local artists Anna Williams and Erin Robertson is going to be installed at the new Longfields OC Transpo station in Barrhaven.

The installation will consist of four life-sized bronze sheep sculptures herded by a bronze border collie, and a single black sheep mingling with commuters on the platform.

I’m all for public art, and I have even come to terms with the cost of the installation – which incidentally would pay for my monthly bus pass, at current rates, for more than 80 years.

What I am less enthusiastic about is the insinuation that bus riders are like sheep.  Sure, we are herded like tiny cattle every morning on the way to work, but do they have to make it so explicit?

And what about that lone black sheep? Why is it that the one individual, off on its own, refusing to be herded, is the black sheep? Everyone knows the connotation of the black sheep.  Is that really the message we want to portray here?

Does OC Transpo hate people who work on Sundays?

Posted in Aggravations, Thoughts with tags , , , , on April 18, 2010 by Mitch Leuraner

Oh OC Transpo, you got me again…

And really it’s my own fault for not checking the schedule before I left this morning.  But who would have thought that the first O-Train trip of the morning would be more than an hour later on Sunday than it is on Saturday?

Not me.

© S.E. Amesse 2009

You know what difference that hour makes?  It means that there’s no point in even waiting for the train at all, because I can walk the distance in about 40 minutes.

So I walked today.  Which would have been fine if I had known ahead of time that I was going to be walking – but I didn’t.

If only I had one of those fabled downtown-Monday-to-Friday-9-to-5 jobs that our city’s transit system was designed for.