Acquaintances

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I have written several posts about the “unique” people on my bus route–the two fisted drinker, or the woman with balloons etc. However, my commute is full of hundreds of other people I rarely mention because they are just like so many other people we interact with every day but do not really know.  Yeah, we might nod our heads in recognition, or subconsciously know which seat they are going to take, but we don’t know them.  These kinds of relationships can last for years.

On my commute, I usually make a point of saying thank you and goodbye to the driver when I exit. One blogger, Quinn (whom we miss) told me that in her village, the driver got a greeting upon arrival and departure.  I think this kind of etiquette is needed even more these days.  This is probably because it is so lacking.

Yesterday, after I had boarded the bus and selected a seat way in the back, I recognized the driver climbing onto the bus. We have shared many brief conversations over the years of my commute.  She is friendly and funny–the kind of driver that makes the commute easier.

I hadn’t seen her in quite some time. Bus drivers have shifts and so do I.  As I was leaving the bus, we had a chance to speak a bit more.  She wondered where I have been and why I was on the bus so late.  I wondered the same things about her.  What a nice way to end a horrible commute.  I got off the bus a bit happier.  Today’s Perfect Moment appears in so many unusual places.

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About Anthony

I am: equal parts rebel, romantic and shockingly average Joe. a writer trapped inside of an ESL teacher's body. an introverted attention seeker. a teacher who hopes one day to be called "Captain, my Captain." an intellectual who can do some very dumb things. a person whose Japan experience, despite being so long ago, still exerts a strong influence upon him. a lover of books, music, beer, hockey and Pizza.
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