I was on the #6 bus Tuesday afternoon, heading up Central Parkway to get me back to my place in Westwood. There was a guy sitting in one of the first seats on the bus, right next to the bus driver.
The guy seemed a little slow and I think the bus driver picked up on it. He asked the guy where he wanted to go. The guy said the hospital.
“Which one?” the bus driver wanted to know.
“Mercy,” replied the man.
“Oh, you’re on the wrong bus,” the bus driver said.
The bus driver then started to tell the guy which bus he needed to take to get to Mercy Hospital. As I said, the guy was a little slow and I also was only half listening.
The bus driver gave the guy a transfer at no cost and let him off in Over-the-Rhine on Central Parkway – telling him over and over where to catch the correct bus.
And then my mind finally kicked in.
Hell, there’s a Mercy Hospital right there at Queen City and Boudinot. The bus driver was wrong. The guy was probably on the right bus after all.
Getting on line, doing a Google search, I’ve discovered there are Mercy Hospitals all over this city. There has to be at least 15 to 20 hospitals in Cincinnati connected with the name “Mercy.”
Going up Queen City Avenue from downtown, there’s a bus stop right there at Queen City and Boudinot. Looking to the right, there’s the damn hospital. How could the bus driver not know this?
I know he was trying to help the guy out – an act of kindness – but in this case, he probably screwed the passenger up big time.
Moral of the story? Bus drivers aren’t always right.
(Photo from Google)