What I’m really thinking: the bus driving examiner

What I’m really thinking: the bus driving examiner

Sometimes I cringe at the lack of awareness of problems they’re causing other road users. I don’t intervene unless there’s imminent danger

When I meet the candidate, my first thought is, “Please do well.” Passing the one-and-a-half-hour test is not just about them acquiring a licence; it means a job. Having to fail a trainee is unpleasant, but the public need to be protected from unsuitable drivers. I’m assessing the candidates as soon as I meet them. Is English their first language or do I need to give instructions a little more carefully? Are they obviously nervous and do they need a few friendly words before we start? Are they a bit cocky? Often another sign of nerves. I want them to be as settled as possible, so they can deliver their best performance.

Their ability is apparent early on. Sometimes I cringe at the lack of awareness of problems they’re causing other road users. I don’t intervene unless there’s imminent danger. I once used the emergency brake to prevent a near collision; the trainee promptly abandoned the bus and marched off across fields, never to be seen again.

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Source: Guardian Transport

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