I wish I had read all this before I went the end of Nov. There were 2 of us in
ECV's. I was a newbie, she had used one before but was just not comfortable getting it on and off the buses. For the most part we had the GREATEST bus drivers-- wonderful help and patient and caring and the best sense of humor. The highlight for our entire group was my siggy picture-- The lifts scared the bejeebers out of me and I mentioned that it was scarier than Tower of Terror so this bus driver decided to have a little bit of fun with me!
But we had three bus drivers that were just not good at all. One was just not helpful and the other was downright mean. That was the only time I was actually in tears. I was pretty good at manuvering my
scooter in but he was so nasty and made me so nervous I could not get get it in. After I broke down crying he finally very nastily agreed to do it for me when I finallly just refused to try anymore. I should have gotten his information and reported him (all I remember is his name--it is etched in my brain). I was trying to just focus on the positives and not dwell on negatives though. I guess in hindsight I should have taken the time to report him.
The 3rd driver did not close the front door after letting the walking passengers off. He just told those waiting to get on to "please wait". I am sure you can all guess how well that worked.

(he also left the front door open as we were loading, but those guests DID stop 1/2 way down the aisle) My friend was already having a bad day and started to panic when all these people started getting on and heading towards us as we were trying to get off. I told her to just hold on and I would get off and come back to get her scooter. I easily got my scooter off and walked up the ramp to get hers.
Well she decided not to wait for me because the driver was telling her to go. She apparently told the people that were sitting all around now and had their feet and bags in the aisle that she needed them to move, but of course no one did. We suspected that they may not have spoke much English, but aren't sure. She told the bus driver, "I can't go with these people here", but he just

and told her to go anyway.
She lost it. As I said, she was having an awful day and this was just the breaking point. I got on the bus in time to see her ram the scooter at about 1/2 of full speed into the seat in front of the scooter parking spot. That guy sitting there looked

. She hit so hard the back wheels lifted off the ground. She then hit reverse and began to go at the same speed towards the women sitting in the seats she had asked to move. Fortunately she hit the tie down bar instead! I was screaming at her to stop. She was crying. She said a few choice words to the bus driver and everyone else, including "I told you to move!" and some others I can't post here, and stomped off the bus.
I got on the scooter, turned the speed all the way down and eased it off the bus. At least one of the women now had her feet all the way up on the seats now. I just looked at her and

and said "I won't run over you."
If they didn't speak English we think they may have learned what "Please Wait to get on the bus" means. And where was the bus driver the entire time? Just back by the control box, waiting for us to get off the bus. He never moved or did a thing! All of this could have been avoided if he had just done his job in the first place and CLOSED THE DOORS!
I am not condoning her behavior, but the frustration of the week combined with some other things just finally got to her. People just don't realize that you need that space in the aisle to be able to manuveur, particularly if aren't that skilled at parallel parking. It is really difficult. And the helpfulness of the bus drivers really made all the difference in the world to us.