This morning me and a colleague had to pick up 75 people to take the Airforce Days. When I arrived they were quite surprised to see me: they had only ordered one bus for sixty people. Well, our sixty-seaters were employed elsewhere, so instead there were two fifty-seaters. There were less than fifty people there, but we both did the trip anyway.
When we were due to go back home again this afternoon, we were told by a teacher there was another bus 29. I had bus 29, so that was quite strange. We soon found out what had happened.
The address we were given was Church Street (I'm making the names up, the principle stays the same) and that's where we went. However, we were supposed to be in Saturn Street. Another coach (a sixty-seater) turned up as well. The address he had been given was Moon Lane, he was parked in Saturn Street and was supposed to be in Church Street! You see what happened don't you: the other coach (from a different company) took our passengers and we took his! Isn't it brilliant?