On thursdays, my wife steals the car from the base to go to nefarious things. So, I take the bus home, the Mighty Number 7, of course.
So, there we were at 3rd/Main to turn on to 2 Ext. as we were making the turn, the coordinator came on the radio warning everyone of a broken insulator at 3/Main. Just as the coordinator said "Go slowly, you will lose your poles," BANG the driver lost his poles.
Nothing like a timely notice.
I put his poles back for him. He was giving me a free ride home, after all :-)