Careering

I have no idea why or how I decided to become a civil engineer.  I was a year into the university course before I knew what civil engineering was about.  Did I want, in the words of the professional charter 'to direct the great sources of power in nature for the use and convenience of man'?  I suspect I thought I might get to drive a big yellow digger!
What I really wanted to drive when I was a kid was a bus. It was different in those far off days.  Bus drivers were isolated in cabs away from the general public and buses had conductors who took the money, handed out tickets and pressed the bell - once for stop, twice for go.
To be honest I still have an urge to try my hand at driving a bus - though maybe not as a career change.
Bus drivers today seem to have graduated from the Formula One School of Motoring. Once the passengers are on board and the door closes, they see the lights change to green and they are off, burning rubber.
Unfortunately, the Little Old Lady (or LOL as we computer-dudes say) who has just got on is propelled towards the back of the bus at great speed, a Usain Bolt to the driver's Jensen Button, her feet a blur until she stops, spreadeagled across the back seat, her expensively coiffured hair streamlined into a white spikey halo like a dandelion clock and the contents of her shopping bag shared amongst her fellow passengers.
Of course the reverse is true when it's time to get off.  The driver reads 'Bus Stop' as 'Pit Stop' and swerves in and brakes at the last moment.  Our LOL is then catapulted forwards to the front of the bus.  However, an experienced LOL has perfected a one legged left handed skid turn which ensures that she exits, at speed, by the door and not through the windscreen; at the same time depositing her used ticket in the appropriate box and directing a well-aimed handbag to the side of the driver's head.
Actually bus driving seems to be fun.  Where do I sign?