Dear driver, you
don’t know me;
Maybe you dislike
your job and your wife,
you might even hate your life, but that
is no excuse for the fuming stare which says
“I despise you.”
You block my smile, your expression suggesting that you consider me a minor criminal. If you think this is not a designated bus stop just say so, or check with your boss. You’ll find you are wrong, while to continue in ignorance is an unwise mistake to make.
Meanwhile, why not try a compromise;
stop treating passengers like undesirable wasps
to be stomped on by your
Don’t you know
that very day you make the world a little colder
for yourself, as well as for others?
Do you like being a lonely island?
Friendliness should be high on the list of priorities when hiring bus drivers. At the very least, it could be part of their training.
I used to insinuate myself
between the bars of barbed little fences such as yours,
persuading snickering scorpions to be
more amicable, but recently,
I’ve run out of energy.
It’s time for folks like you
to get wise to your public duty
and treat passengers more like friends.
©Jane Paterson Basil