Tell tale tit

I caught the 393 bus home from Central Station tonight.  I hopped on the bus, then, my bus driver drove around the corner, pulled over to the kerb, left the bus running, and walked off down the road without explanation.    

Now I don’t usually catch the 393 from Central Station, so I’m not familiar with the 393 bus-route.  But, I was fairly sure a running bus, keys in the ignition, and no bus-driver was abnormal.  And judging by the number of people who were squirming in their seats and looking out the window for our missing bus-driver or looking expectantly at the empty bus-driver’s seat, I wasn’t the only one who thought it was abnormal. 

So, I rang the Transport Infoline and told a nice girl all about our bus with no bus-driver and asked her if we should be concerned, or if we should try catching another bus, ’cause our bus-driver had been missing for nearly five minutes now…  And she said that didn’t sound right and she’d find out what had happened for me if I could just hold on the line for a minute…

Then, just as she put me on hold the bus-driver got back on the bus and we drove off.  And I didn’t hold on the line ’cause I’d only just put $20 on my pre-pay mobile and I didn’t want to waste it all on being a tell tale tit.  That means I still don’t know why our bus-driver went missing for five minutes.  But, judging from the long conversation he had on his bus-phone – that I couldn’t quite overhear - he had to explain why he wandered off for five minutes to someone, as a result of my tale telling…