Showing posts with label driving. Show all posts
Showing posts with label driving. Show all posts

Saturday, October 28, 2023

Why Not Drive A Bus?

Yesterday I was in another town and I saw on the side of a school bus an advertisement begging people to come be bus drivers.  Since I already am a bus driver and have been now for almost 7 years, I know something as to why a lot of people don't want to become a driver.  Every district is hiring, but there never seem to be enough to go around.  And since the purpose of this blog is to get stuff out of my head, I thought I'd list out some of the reasons why there are never enough bus drivers.  
1)Imagine a job that you arrrive at before dawn but don't get done with until late afternoon.  But you only get paid for 3-4 hours of work.  There's a reason I tell people that it can be a great second job if your first job is flexible.  But it can really suck if you don't have that...and most people don't.
2)Most jobs work and pay for 250 days.  Bus drivers, because of the school year, only work about 180 days.  This is OK if it's not your prime source of income or like a lot of days off.  But if you need to work like 99% of the population, this is sub-optimal.
3)School districts, even the wealthy ones, don't want to pay bus drivers as it is not one of their core prcoesses.  If they wanted to pay us what the market really bears, we'd make a lot...but if I wanted to go drive for private industry and be a unionized delivery driver, I could likely make twice what I'm being paid now (and work full-time as well). 
4)Bus drivers have to have a Commercial Drivers' License (CDL), and they are not easy to get.  I have multiple endorsements (student, passenger, air brakes) on top of the license as well.  DMVs don't make it easy to pass the test, and since we have random drug tests, bi-annual physicals, and can easily lose our license for various infractions, it's not always easy to keep them for some people. 
5)This coming week I will be out in the dark starting my bus in temperatures in the teens.  This comes only a few weeks after doing afternoon routes in 100+ temperatures on buses that are not air conditioned.  Not only is this not the most comfortable thing in the world, for people with certain health conditions this can be dangerous. 
6)Oh, speaking of working conditions, my old school district has most of its routes on terribly maintained dirt roads that went from being extra dusty to extra soaked.  As a rookie driver I got stuck in the mud multiple times.  But what is worse is the daily vibration of those roads, which I think took some years off of my life.  
7)Even on good roads, the buses we drive are not all that reliable.  When they are being shaken apart by bad roads, it feels like it's a daily gamble to drive and hope that something does break off it.  I've driven several types and brands of buses over the year, and the one thing that they all have in common is that if they were regular car brands they would be considered lemons; the breakdown rates on these buses is astronomical.  Occasionally somebody I will hear somebody say they want to buy an old school bus and fix it up.  I always tell them that this is stupid...not only are you buying a 25-year old vehicle that has been abused (and probably not well-maintained in the past five years due to budget issues), it was probably not well-built to begin with. 
8)Then there's the problem of driving a semi-sized vehicle through small neighborhoods, trying to squeeze through cars parked on both sides of the road and vehicles pulling out in front of me and children running out into the street.  A colleague of mine hit and killed a child who had done such a thing several months ago.  This driver was at fault in no way...but the guilt she feels will stay with her the rest of her life.
9)Ah, the kids.  When I tell people what I do most people say, "Oh, I couldn't do that!"  Yep, you probably couldn't.  Everyday on my current route I drive 50 hyperactive middle school kids (main ingredients: snark, anxiety, hormones, and energy drinks) to and from school.  Now that I've driven them for awhile and have gotten to know them I know most of them are OK.  But kids, even good ones, by nature will test adult authority.  And that's why a lot of adults can't do this, because they are too insecure in themselves to have a hundred eyes on them at all times.  Once you built relationships and trust with the kids, this can get easier...but even a good bus will have a few knuckleheads on it.  
10)Far worse than the kids are the adults in school administration.  Since I started driving every once in awhile clueless school administrators will come and try to suck up to drivers, and one of the time-tested line they use is, "The job you do is so important...it's like you are in charge of a classroom on wheels."  When I hear that, I know they've never been on a bus, because a)school teachers can actually see their students, not just in rear-view mirrors and b)we're not actually teaching them anything...buses are only classrooms in that the kids are learning about life (good and bad) from each other.  Drivers have no idea what goes on with the kids when they sink down below the seats.  
11)There are some school administrations who will occasionally recognize that transportation is not in their skill set, so they farm their bus services out to independent contractors.  I've never worked for one, and don't want to, but sometimes I think they can't be more clueless than educational administrators who talk about desired outcomes and assessments.  Real-world problems, like how to finish an afternoon drop off while arriving at a school at the same time to take a volleyball team to another town, are things they have no clue about.  
12)Finally, being a bus driver means that you have to deal sometimes with other bus drivers.  And most bus drivers are...different.  Maybe it's the strange hours, the PTSD of dealing with future psychopaths, or any of a hundred other reasons.  But do this long enough and it will change you, and not always for the better.  

So after all these points, why do I keep doing it?  Because I'm one of the few people for whom most of these obstacles are not deal-breakers.  My first job is flexible.  I get along well with most people.  I don't go running with minor problems to clueless administrators who think they know my job better than me.  I'm healthy enough that extreme heat and cold are not problems (yet).  
Who knows how many more years I will do this job part-time.  But I fear that somehow it may well become a dying industry.  If they can't ever create enough drivers, maybe they'll figure out a better way.  I'm guessing that 20 years from now my grandkids will go to school on buses run by UPS or Amazon.  

Friday, May 19, 2023

End of Job Limerick

Next week I will finish my 7th and final year of driving a school bus for our local school district.  I might go and keep driving for another district in the area, as I really do like the kids, I like the hours, I like the driving, and I like that for a part-time job it actually pays pretty well, especially in this time in which CDL drivers are finally getting paid what they are worth.  But I just can't keep driving where I'm at now.  

Several people who know that I'm quitting have asked me why, and at times I tell them at least part of the story, and other times I fall back on the old excuse, "I just need a change."  A part of me wants to write a 30-page screed listing each of the reasons why I want to leave (30 pages may not be long enough as these final few days wind down).  Another part of me thinks about expressing myself through a screenplay about the brave and honorable bus driver saving the children from the bogeymen of school administrators and road graders.  

But honestly I just don't think I want to spend my time doing something that nobody really cares about.  So today I came up on my 5th-to-last route a little limerick that I should pull out if I get asked again.  

There once was a driver from Mulvane.

The incompetent admins were driving him insane.

He thought about raising a mad mob,

But wisdom told him to quit the job,

Because it's just not worth the mental pain.

Tuesday, May 21, 2019

The Grossest With The Mostest

Today was the last day of school, and this means that after our routes today and again tomorrow we get to clean the interior of our buses.  Yea.  9 months of stinky, dirty, sloppy kids on the buses, and with the exception of sweeping out buses a few times a week, we don't do much to really clean the inside of the buses.  Honestly, they are kinda gross.  I do more than most drivers, windexing the inside of the windows 2-3 times a year, but the moment they get fogged up, combined with all the dusty we raise up, and then dirty fingers drawing pictures of penises and screaming 'HELP ME', they are just as nasty as they had been before. 

This is the third year in which I have done this job, and so my first job each year is to clean the space between the seat and the wall.  This doesn't sound so bad until you realize that many of these children are used to stuffing their trash down into the cracks of their couches, and this is little different.  So for almost an hour, you scrub out the candy, the wrappers, the pens, the occasional coins (18c today!), and almost anything else.  And your hands are just covered with a black goop by the time you are done, it's so nasty. 

After taking a well-deserved hygiene break, you then get down on your hands and knees and with a small broom sweep out the cracks and nooks of the floor to get all the dust off; eventually, you sweep everyhing towards the front of the bus, pick up the large pieces of debris, and then eventually sweet the dust and hair and other unknown into the wind.  This ought to be an EPA violation, but somehow it's fallen through the cracks. 

Then there's the wiping down every interior surface for germs...ceiling, seats, ledges, wheel wells, etc.  There's cleaning each window. There's the fun exercise of hanging on for dear life while trying to get all the bug goop off the front of the bus.  There's taking the shop vac to the area around the drivers' seat.  There's getting wet wipes out to clean the various cables, knobs, dashboards, and anything else up front.  There's opening up all the undercarriages and spraying 9 months worth of south-central Kansas county road dust.  And then, after yet another sweeping, there's a mopping of the floor. 

It's all really kinda sickening, but bus driving has never been the most glamorous of jobs.  I don't know that I've ever heard of any prestige bus drivers, who have a whole cleaning crew up to take care of any spills and messes.  If there were, maybe I'd be a bit more proud, though, and so my God givesi me the job of cleaning up the stink of our town's best and brightest. 


Sunday, February 3, 2019

Driving Mister Daddy

I mentioned yesterday that my 13-year daughter likes it when we go driving.  Even when she was 11 or 12 I would take her over to the empty school parking lot on weekends and let her get behind the wheel and go around in circles.  She's tall and has no problem seeing over the wheel and has a sense that this is something important and even dangerous, and that she should be safe. 

A few months ago we started to venture out from the parking lot; I'd let her drive on the back streets of our town, always keeping her away from other traffic or places where she would get in trouble.  As time went on, though, she kept getting better as a driver, and so we started driving out into the country or on the road to the next town.  She is wanting to learn how to do well in parking, how to drive at night, how to drive in bad weather.  Today she started to look online at the drivers' permit tests she will take in another year or so, but all the while she's very cautious, never going over the speed limit, and very courteous towards other drivers. 

I have no fears when she is driving.  She is still almost a year away from being able to get her driving permit, but I'd trust her more than many of the other people I see driving.  It used to be that parents would have their kids do a lot of the farm or house chores before we rediscovered childhood.  Had my daughter been alive in those days, I'm sure she would have been the one driving the farm tractor to town in order to pick up parts.  I'm wondering whether or not I can start letting her be my regular driver, whether I can just sit in the back seat and read my book and enjoy the passing scenery.  She'd love this. 

For years I have been awaiting the days in which it would be a regular thing for cars to be self-driving.  Maybe I was waiting for the wrong thing...my daughter has been ready to drive me all along.