"Hey, what's your bus number?"
"Wha-?" I don't know what the coach number is myself. I glance up at the front wall, saying, "it's 2618..."
"Oh no, no!"
"Oh! It's a 358!"
"Tight. Thank you!"
"I was worried for a second there. Thought I was doin' something wrong!" I had thought he wanted my number so he could file a complaint!
"Oh no man, you cool!" We're both laughing now.
"I was like, I thought I was doing everything right..."
"It ain' like that! You doin' a great job."
After a moment I ask about his holiday, because what reason is there not to. Together we find new things to share about the weather, the holiday traffic, making it to the end of the week.... Sometimes I wonder if people find it off-putting when I strike up conversation, but I'm surprised at how often- and how willing- people are to open up. You just have to ask.
I wanted to offer a Scott Adams quote which a regular reader was nice enough to share with me:
Remember there's no such thing as a small act of kindness. Every act creates a ripple with no logical end.
"It's gonna be a good year," he says, surfing the wave of our interaction, before disappearing into the melee known as Third and Pike, center of the universe.