Dan in the Wheelchair, going to Fred Hutch. A gentleman in his 50s, in generic office attire. This is on the 70. He wheels onto the lift to go down, and says, "What's you're name?" I told him, and he said, "I've been riding the bus for a long time." I was expecting him to say something about finding me unusually courteous or friendly. Instead he blurted out, after a pause, "You're the best-looking bus driver I've ever seen!" I thought to myself, oh dear. How does one respond to this? What are you supposed to say? It reminds me of another time when I was doing the 10, full house going up to the Hill, and a youngish black fellow up front kept saying, "man, you the most attractive-looking young-looking bus driver I ever seen." I didn't know if he meant that, of all the young bus drivers he's aware of, he found me the most appealing, or, of all the physically attractive drivers he knew, I was simply the youngest. I didn't press the issue. Sometimes you just don't wanna go there.