Ma sei ancòra vivo ?
Ma che comportamento del cazzo !
Bufalo70
Stamattina mi alzo, controllo la posta ed ecco un commento che mi lascia perplesso...
E' vero sono una merda, ho mollato il blog cosi, senza un vero perché, un po' da stronzi, ma del resto si sa, i controllori nel loro piccolo sono anche un po' stronzi!
C'è un piccolo particolare che però vi sfugge...io non sono un controllore , o almeno non lo sono più!
Salve a tutti, My name is Mirko, I just turned 35 years and have been for eleven years an employee of the company's public transport ATC Bologna SpA, seven years his duties as a driver verifier and 4 tickets.
For about 4 months are no longer, after six months of anticipation I fired with great sadness of my father and some former colleagues, but the King had finished a cycle, I saw how the world was by 'the other side of order, I've lived, I tried it on my skin, I liked it, but like all things, there also exists a beginning and an end!
I have made a good offer and I went back to the worker, rather say it like it is, I coach the lifts. I no longer go back and forth, going up and down, transport the same people but with the difference that now the world I look at it from top to bottom, an old passion to make things that maybe I had never lost, too bad when people try to adjust, or you hurt them or make you.
careful, not what they spit in the plate where he eats, the ATC has to eat to my family for over 30 years, but there are things that if one has never worked for a company public can not understand, first of all ensure that the difference between a service and sell a service, in short, you wait and pretend that the bus steps, lifts, otherwise you pay you do the stairs, there is a difference!
So you know that only 60% of passengers pay the ticket and that only 30% pay the fines that does not make you take up in the morning with a sprint. It 's true there was always the good old 27th of the month for 14 months that was not bad, indeed, but to keep them 35 years to wait 20 years for the much sought after retirement was not for me.
Then, between ourselves, I had already sacrificed too many times for the cause, 180 days of injury in four years seemed a bit 'too much for never having a thanks, a reward, a pat on the shoulder and being only a freshman included in a software company!
I have no regrets, I can tell by the heart, someone gave me the fool for being fired by a public company in a time like this, but also the idea that if you do a job and you son of a bitch enough to get it right and be one of the few who can do it, then gentlemen, buses, tickets, and those starved of abuses are not a thing about me!
a final detail remains to be defined, now for the first time in my life I must also make the ticket on the bus, not I still have not decided whether to give me a subscription to the unfairness or, in the meantime I take the bus, I'm one of those who do not pay for two stops € ticket, I walk and if I make long trips I always 126, just restored my '73 and the legendary Vespino 50, no bus to the King, at least for a while '!
admit, however, always have a multi race in the portfolio, you never know in life, I never want to be one of those pirloni with the excuse " ... and was all but sealed ... "or". .. I had to change ... ", then even though I know that no one ex-colleague I would never do fine, it's a personal matter we are always talking about a miserable € , and I'm sorry, I'm not even for one euro to waste breath with the controllers and then the figure of the poor!
Okay guys, it was only right to let you know that had happened, but now I have no funny stories to tell, someone asked me if I put it on the blog lift, and there stories Monthly would be many, but leave everything as it is, the blog is here for future reference and maybe sooner or later, when all is past, I could turn it into "1000 tricks to do the ticket on the bus " or " All you want able sull'evasione tariff and never dared to ask! ", although my favorite remains" Mor ' AT the C are yours! ", who knows ... maybe one day it rains!
Greetings to all, maybe somewhere sooner or later we meet, maybe next time you stay locked in the elevator, or, we hope no, if you see a controller that follows an abusive, think of me as one who is later ..... much later, you see how!
Mirko
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