My great grandma had a similar story, the bus stop was in front of my grandparent’s bedroom, they hated that people would gather in their bedroom window. she asked for the stop to be moved a few meters down the road, so it is between the houses and not in front of it. the municipality denied her.
Until that point the bus stop was nothing but a sign, she heard that they were going to remove it and install a proper bus stop with a bench and shade.
She asked the city build it a few meters down, still nothing.
the night before they began construction, my great grandma just moved the sign to where she wanted it. they built the bus stop where the sign was, and today, that bus stop is still where she wanted it to. Possibly until perpetuity
Yeah screw the public, she deserves her view
How’s the public screwed in this?
We have no knowledge of why it was there in the first place, we’re only given one side of the story. Maybe this was closer to a crosswalk, or nextdoor was less safe. We don’t even know if the stop existed there before she moved in. We don’t know. All we know is old lady didn’t like view of people outside her window and decided that instead of dealing with it she had to change it herself.
you are free to give it the worst possible reading. it is a story I heard from family of events that happened maybe 70 years ago. the stakes couldn’t be lower. unless you figure which municipality and bus stop were talking about, then you can complain and have the bus stop reinstated in front of the bedroom I might inherit someday
I’m forced to give it the worst possible reading because we don’t have the other side. Personally, I read this as some HOA type who can’t be bothered to have a few people milling around while waiting for the bus.

For context I got a picture of the place in google maps. and discovered that said bus station is no longer there at all, but I have marked were the bedroom is, the original location (straight in front of their window. and the exchanged location, no one was inconvenienced by that change. and albeit it was a minor inconvenience for my great grandparents, the fix was trivial.



