Hey, mr. bus driver man...

Today is another steamy day in the big metropolis and it was only slightly less so a few hours ago when I was out running an errand. On my trip back home, I was idling at a stop light holding my hand up to the air conditioning vent waiting to feel if it would start to blow real cold air at any moment.

I watched an older woman crossing the intersection. She was walking slowly helped along by a cane, a parcel of groceries in her other hand. As she crossed the street, her bus appeared and was about to pass her by. She raised her cane and called out and just as I was about to curse the driver, he slowed and stopped a good twenty yards down the street from where the woman was. She hustled along as best as she could and caught her bus.

No doubt there was some folks already on the bus wondering what the hold-up was for, but the driver chose to inconvenience them for the sake of the woman. Good for him. The extra minute he and the others waited, saved her upwards of half an hour in the sweltering sun.

So mr. bus driver man, consider yourself the recipient of a bunch of gold stars on your karma report card.