The C Word

Had breakfast with Will, and then decided to head into town while he does something about all the sleeping hours he's been missing.
I get to the station only to find out that it is shut for trackworks or something.
Not to worry. I go outside and head to the bus station to hop on the bus going to Victoria. The bus arrives, I'm being cautious and ask the (slightly male-looking, yet female) driver if this line goes to Victoria, she says yes, so I get on the bus and off we go.
Then she chucks a U turn and starts heading in the other direction. I assume it is just a special bus shortcut but she keeps driving and we are getting further and further.
So after a couple of stops I go back and ask her if we are going to Victoria. She says (no prizes for whoever guesses...) NO.
I say “but I asked you just 10 minutes ago!!”, to which she replies “yes, well this line does go to Victoria, but you should have taken the bus in the other direction”
Will claims all London bus drivers, without exception, are C***s. Can't argue with that.