Thank you.

When I first started this blog my intention was to share the funny stories, rant a little bit and get everything off my chest that way I wasn't a bundle of nerves every single night. Lately, I've been doing more ranting than anything. Sure, I needed to do it but it doesn't make very entertaining reading nor does it portray me in the best light. I really do love my job. Sure, it can get stressful at times, and yes it can be dangerous but I do it for a reason. It's something that I'm good at, but more importantly, it makes me immensely happy.

It's the people that make my job, you guys, the ones that take the bus daily (or when your car is in the shop). In our society we are naturally apt to complain about everything. When one has a bad customer service experience, they'll tell ten people about it. Whereas when one has a positive experience, they'll usually only tell about one person. Which is one of the reasons I'm so thankful that most people compliment me rather than insult me. Now it's time to write about some of those people. They deserve the recognition.

The people that stop and wait for those getting off the bus before attempting to get on. The ones that have their fares ready before they get on the bus. The ones that say thank you as they get off. The ones that give up their seats for those who needs them more. The ones that stand up for me when someone is yelling at me. The ones that have thrown themselves in front of me so I wouldn't get punched. The ones that obey traffic lights and don't run in front of my bus. The ones that tell me they need a minute to find their fare card/change, move to the side to let others on and then show me their pass, or pay even if I've already forgotten about them. The cars that yield to me when I'm trying to pull out of a bus stop. The ones who don't yell at me or demand an explanation when the bus is late. The ones that don't grumble when my bus breaks down and they need to wait half an hour for the next one. The ones who helped dig my bus out of the snow when it broke down. The ones that don't assault me or treat me like a sex object. The security and police who'll just pop in to check on me. The ones that can't afford to pay the fare but ask nicely if I'll give them a free ride and say please. The ones who don't laugh at me when my poles come off the wire. The ones that allow me to take my breaks in peace without badgering me with questions about when the bus will leave. The ones that understand that I'm only human and occasionally I'll miss a stop or make a mistake. The friends (and occasional strangers) who bring me coffee, food and flowers. The ones that understand that shit happens and occasionally I'm re-routed with no explanation. The ones that have to wait 30 minutes in sweltering heat (only to get onto a non air-conditioned bus) or in the coldest weather and don't complain.

Thank you. You all are awesome and you make my job fantastic.