Quiet, wearing their daily mask of "I don't care" coolness, with the sacred though empty glance of a cow in their eyes, they roll over town moving a stick forward and backward.
The huge metal tram rolls around town, uncapable of doing other than following the tram line, unable to represent any more risk than a missed stop.
Some wonder if something is really going through their heads, some others think they are robots with no feelings; but some of us know the well kept secret, the treasure of the city's transport department... the most fiercely guarded piece of information of the whole town: The tram drivers have a secret, exciting life.
They do, trust me.
Originally posted by SeitseThey're actually CIA robots, programmed to record everything and monitor everyone living in major cities.
Quiet, wearing their daily mask of "I don't care" coolness, with the sacred though empty glance of a cow in their eyes, they roll over town moving a stick forward and backward.
The huge metal tram rolls around town, uncapable of doing other than following the tram line, unable to represent any more risk than a missed stop.
Some wonder if something is ...[text shortened]... tion of the whole town: The tram drivers have a secret, exciting life.
They do, trust me.
The increase in the price of oil is all part of a major plot to push people into using more public transports, making it easier to control them.
If you look closely inside the ears of tram drivers, you can see the wiring.
Originally posted by SeitseCthulhu will ride in on a tram. Might take a bit of cramming, initially.
There's something hidden and spooky about trams, I tell you.
How's "The Secret Life of Clam Drivers" for a title? Sorry for going off topic.
--There's also something knowing and malign about trams, I tell you.