After the curved the so long-expected bus appears. We were all full of joy seeing it, and especially because it was joined and there will be places for every one. At least that! People started to be agitated looking for their luggage, children, fellow travelers, disposing alongside the road. The bus decelerated and the doors opened. Astonishment; the passengers from the bus don’t even think of allowing the accession of the people from the station, the frozen and wet waited that bus as a blessing from above. The bus holders, formally, tooted along themselves, without any common effect as it was known that in this station nobody gets off. Even more unreasonable was the fact that a person around 40 years old got off looking as if he was making an evaluation of the so called situation. In the end he gives a resolution: “There is nothing we could do here, inducing at the first door”. After that he leaves for one of the doors from behind getting in front of me, when he starts to roar: “Open the door from behind!” In that moment a double trick takes place – the door opens and shuts down – little missing for the guy that I supposed to be the driver, to catch his hand in it. Looking at me he drops: “God damn you! I told you to open not to play any tricks. What on earth are you doing?!” I stare at the guy and I am ready to punch him in the face. After waiting for him for more than one hour in the rain and after that in the wind he “blasts” me? But in that moment all the bus doors open and I notice that in the driver’s “fencing” there’s a woman, his wife after the way he was talking and the way he addressed those “gentleness” thoughts. With a hand movement the guy invited us at the back door. “Hello, Hello!” he was speaking to me this time even though I still could not get in the bus.
– How many tickets?
– Three. I give him the money, he gives me the change, but with no tickets. I thought that it was him, no me, that mentioned the tickets …The guy seemed to me as drunk. Not abusively, but enough as to be aware of the fact that he shouldn’t talk to one’s face, to beware of curious noses.