No Worries

The curb in front of the international terminal is divided into sections, and there are spots reserved for buses that are going to adjacent cities. When I came out of the terminal doors, happily, the bus for my city was right there, and people were boarding it. The bus driver was loading a family's luggage into the storage compartment underneath the bus and then taking their payment and giving them change. He was very flustered and unnerved about something. He kept moving his head about, making exasperated noises, and seemed caught between doing two different things at the same time. The family seemed to have some initial difficulty getting their correct change. When all was finished, I asked him if it would be all right if I boarded the bus. The bus was half empty and my suitcase was small enough to carry on (I had brought a backpack as well). I began to retrieve my money to pay him. He never looked at me--while I waited for him to help the family and when I asked him the question. So, I asked him again, politely. He waved me off and climbed into the driver's seat, still never looking at me. Then he closed the door and drove off.

No worries. People get flustered sometimes at work. Me, too! I decided to enjoy the extra time while I waited for the next bus. I got a vitamin drink and strolled around the terminal. Then I got on the next bus and rode home, late but not stressed. I said a prayer to Mercury before leaving on Saturday morning. Maybe I'll say a bedtime prayer for that bus driver tonight, as well!