I am REALLY beginning to dislike students
Don't take this  the wrong way - I mean in the same way I dislike Americans.  In other words, the individual students / Americans I know are lovely people, but the group as a whole is some kind of huge evil diabolical clutch of misery.

For the last four weeks, since my usual commuter train stopped running, I've been using a motorbike to get to work, along much the same route I used to take on a cycle to the station (due to the proximity of several motorways, which as a learner I'm not allowed on, I have limited options in which route I can choose).  And there is a lot of traffic.  On the cycle I never really noticed the traffic, it was just this smelly,  mostly stationary mass that formed narrow corridors of hot metal for me to pedal down.  But on a motorbike, which is just that bit too wide and forbidden from using bus lanes, it's a different story.

During the summer holidays, South Manchester is a quiet and sparsely populated place, punctuated only occasionally by the sounds of car alarms and gunfire.  But come September, around 25000 18 to 21-year-olds descend on the place, and the local bus companies (five of them at the last count) respond by achieving a frequency of one bus every thirty seconds along Wilmslow road.  You'd think that the bus lanes would mean that this wasn't a problem, but no.  You fail to consider the sheer idiocy of most bus drivers.  For instance, if there is no room at a stop, they stop in the other lane.  The one with all the cars in.  And then they wait there for five minutes, because they're trying to stop the bus from another company following them from picking up any passengers.

But that isn't actually the main problem.  About a mile up the road from our house is a large hall of residence.  This hall is on the other side of the road from the nearest bus stop, connected by a pelican crossing.  In summertime, this is barely used.  But when it's stopping the traffic every minute or so to let students across, it causes tailback in excess of five miles long.

Now, you're probably all sitting there accusing me of being unreasonable.  I know, I've been a student too.  But there is one factor you're not considering: This happens every day around about 8AM.  What the holy living fuck is any student doing out of bed at 8 A fucking M?!  When I was a student, I didn't get up until lunchtime, ever.  Nor did any other student.  Occasionally an inexperienced tutor would try to hold a tutorial at 9AM, but they always gave up after a couple of weeks.

Please, for the love of God, let us taxpayers get to work first, then leave.  We're all gone by 9, I promise.  Have a lie-in.  Have more to drink the night before.  Failing that, get a cycle.  It'll work out cheaper than the bus, and the university is only a couple of miles up the road for you.  Spare a thought for those of us with twenty miles to go and no public transport options available.  ;)