Having started the day with SNCF (Sorry, Not Coming Fuckers) slamming the train doors in the middle of a group still getting on a train, and then needing to wait 15 minutes for the next.  One could imagine that the trip back would be less, irritating.

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Oh how wrong I was, my magical bus for the uncountable time, was arriving in 2 minutes.  I check my phone, recheck the arrival time, and we’re at 13 minutes.

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I spent the time trying to check down the road if I had missed my bus, but I did not, and raining like feck it still was.  Thanks RATP, vous êtes sympa.

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But looking all that to one side, I present this cartoon.