My bus drivers name was Jorome and he was nothing but kind and patient and over all professional and a great dude.

I needed to get to Vestal Town Center by 1045 this morning. Using Google Maps, I decided to take the 15 scheduled to leave BC Junction at 9am to the 47 scheduled to leave BU Union at 930 (Didn't want to fall prey to Murphy's Law by banking on the more convenient 57, which would've gotten me to point B in one shot by 1017). I know, I was going to get there about an hour early, but this isn't like MTA in the city where mistakes and delays on public transportation can be resolved by catching something else in 20 minutes or fewer and STILL arrive as early as you've planned. When the 15 arrived I boarded, greeted the driver with a "good morning", and politely asked for a transfer. The driver asked where I was going. I said I needed the 47. She said I needed to board the 5. I was immediately filled with confusion and anger. First of all, where I was going was none of her business. Second of all, both the 15 and the 5 go to BU Union. Why state that I needed the 5, which came across as me having gotten on the wrong bus? Lastly, I had $5 in my hand asking for a transfer instead of a day pass. I was obviously having a absent-minded moment. Why not help me out by reminding me that day passes are $5 and transfers are $2? My only options in responding to this woman were to contradict her by quoting her employer's online bus schedule information and assert my right to take the 15, or make a case for being on her morning route by volunteering my final destination to her. So, argue or argue. Yeah, right. Why was this bus driver - consciously or subconsciously - cornering me into an ego-filled exchange that would could only result in negativity? Lame. I got off the bus to reset so I would hurt this woman's feelings a little bit or, heaven forbid, rip her a new one. Today was my first full day off from work in three months and I wasn't about to spend it snared by the dark side of the force. You heard me. I was about to arrive as early as possible to see Star Wars: The Rise of Skywalker in 3-effing-D, and no one was going to stop me or get me the least bit riled up. So, I stood behind two or three people for them to board the 15 before me, and I got on the bus again. I skipped the formalities and simply told the driver that I'd need a bus pass. Would you believe that, after I put my $2 in the machine and waited for my bus transfer, this woman didn't push the button to release my transfer until she asked whether or not I knew where I was going AND waited several seconds to confirm she was listening to nothing but crickets on my end? Anyways... Dear BC Transit Bus Driver of the 15 That Left BC Junction at 9 This Morning, Really tho, sister? Are you feeling so disempowered and lost that you need to meddle and befuddle others who just want to be pleasant while minding their own business (I didn't want to right this.)? Might I suggest doing a tad more than driving a city bus? We don't have enough numbers over here. #ISaidWhatISaid In all seriousness, K.C. read more

Better than Palm Tran in Florida but not by much. Some of the drivers are not exactly stellar drivers or nice people. Some don't enforce the social distancing and chances are they feel under appreciated. Cheer up, it's Broome f'ing county morons. read more

I have had the same mask since the beginning of this current pandemic. It's not the kind you put over your ears though, it's a neck gaiter. I have also used the bus almost every single day since the beginning of this current pandemic as well. Up until yesterday, I had never had an issue boarding the number 8 bus. I always board at the Park and Ride. But for some reason, other than what I concluded to being just another person trying to ruin someone's day, the driver refused me entry onto the bus. He said it had to be a "regular" face mask. I told him about me using my gaiter since the beginning, and that I had to go to work, to which he said "you should just call them"...so I went back over the the bus stop to try and call them, and about 2 minutes later, he had said that he called them and said it was okay for me to board if it was a "double layered" mask. Apparently it was, so he let me on. This driver potentially almost cost me a full shift of work just to ruin my day. Who would've paid for that full shift of work I wonder... I'd also like to point out that the same driver almost refused my boyfriend the other day and he was wearing the same mask that the driver had on. Complete abuse of power, to make someone worry about making it to work or not. I thought this would be just as reliable as having a vehicle. I guess I thought wrong. This is mostly a warning to future passengers. The driver is a man in his early 40s. Indian I believe. All I can say is record it and stand your ground against him. Don't give him the satisfaction of making your day bad. read more