Bust Ickets.

Bus tickets? I remember when I was in middle school and junior high receiving what now seems to be about 6 or 7 bus tickets. for those of you who don’t know, bus tickets are a way for the school bus driver to have some sort of authority by rationing out small pieces of gold paper to students who don’t seem to follow the rules of the school bus. the ticket would include your name, info, what rule you broke, and what ticket number this was. if you were one of the delinquints to receive one of these golden tickets you had to have your parent sign the paper before you could ride the bus again. after your 3rd or 4th ticket (I cant remember) you were kicked off the bus permanently until the next school year. I'm sure there is a way to rectify the situation if your parent met with the bus cop….err driver, and something was arranged, but my mom obviously never did that. How do you justify your 12, 13, or 14 year old being such a pain in the ass to get kicked off the school bus? I could see how my mom would have been embarrassed, and how she thought it might reflect on her as a parent by me being so obnoxious. so maybe giving me rides to school for the remainder of the school year was easier in the long run. I guess my question is when these Bus Drivers are going threw bus driver school is there a section of training on rationing out these 'tickets'? I remember getting one once and I went home and when I told my mom I had gotten another bus ticket my brother in law (who was a police officer at the time) was honestly confused and asked if there were cops on the bus. It was like a lightbulb went off in my head..HEY that’s a good point, only cops can give out tickets that hold any sort of authority (obviously that was the wrong attitude to have seeing how I wasn’t allowed to ride the bus most of my 7th, 8th, and 9th grade year). But ever since he made that comment I could never get a bus ticket without laughing, and thinking it wasnt legit because the bus driver wasn’t a cop. Maybe that’s why I got so many. My next question is…why was I so obnoxious? Why couldn’t I just follow the rules? Rebellion? Attention? Sorry bus driver, but giving me a seat assignment to seats #1, 2, or 3 and writing me your rent a cop bus tickets just arent gonna cut it. I guess I just thought it was funny. My mom however wasn’t laughing. Sorry Mom, but thank you for carting my sorry ass to school so many days for getting all those unruley golden bus tickets.