Oxford Bus Drivers
Travelling in Oxford is generally a pain in the arse, you've got a town not designed for cars, it's filled with moronic tourists who think everywhere is pedestrianised, cycling students who have disavowed the look before you turn mantra, oh and the buses.

Now, I've experienced buses in a lot of different places around the UK, and a fair few places around the world, but the mixture of stupidity, cuntishness and/or misery, has never been so pronounced in the buses and their drivers in Oxford.

On any given day you can expect any of these: lateness in departure and arrival (primarily caused by the local council over populating the local chav council estate, blackbird leys, with more buses than any other line), flat out frontal rape level ticket fees, smooth-as-a-marble-on-a-cheese-grater journey, chavs on their way to/from court, pink shirt with popped collar wankers, over-privileged little princesses talking about the latest fashionable band on their ipod, the heaters on in summer, drivers stopping continuously for crafty fag breaks every loop of the route with passengers still aboard, tiny emo shitbags attempting to be menacing, goths doing the same, drunken foreigners arguing about even paying at all, people off their tits at 9am. I could go on and on and, indeed, on. But it's starting to anger me even more with every single word typed.

I'm really glad that the weathers good and I can cycle to work, so now all I have to worry about are the buses trying to kill me, the pedestrians trying to kill themselves and the posties just trying to kill everybody.

Apologies for length and eye bleeding lack of full stops.
(ShiftyBastard won the World Cup on World Soccer Champs 2010!, Mon 29 Jun 2009, 13:55, 4 replies)

Cambridge is much like this
When on a bike, the buses attempt to ram you into the kerb/off the bridge/into passing traffic.
( ejlflop errrrrgs. Regularly., Tue 30 Jun 2009, 1:00, closed)

Fucking Oxford
..with all it's working-class scumbags and drug addicts. Got to be one of the poorest cities per capita, in the WORLD.
( Rookie You'll have to speak up, I'm wearing a towel, Tue 30 Jun 2009, 10:15, closed)

I know how you feel...
I am in exactly the same position, in Oxford, as well!

However, I have discovered that cycling is definietely the way forward, even when it rains, just get the waterproofs on.

I really don't miss the smelly bastards and the shouty, foreign, language school kids on the bus.
(The Kwyjibo A big, dumb, balding North American ape., Tue 30 Jun 2009, 12:31, closed)

Think it depends where you are in Oxford
We lived in Wolvercote for three year, number 6 bus (run by Oxford Bus Company) was a delight, drivers mostly friendly, most passengers okay (there's always an exception or two anywhere, though).

Out in Woodstock now, often get the S3 into Oxford (Stagecoach), and it's much the same, except on Sundays when some of the buses on the route seem to have been redeployed from Warwickshire, they have different fares and even try charging for my dog if she's with us, WTF?

But if you're getting a bus headed out BL way then, yeah, you're probably going to have a different experience.
(Capo, Tue 30 Jun 2009, 16:35, closed)