To the bus rriver of the number one on Sunday morning: You saw me running and stopped at the next stop and patiently waited for me to run almost an entire block to get to you. I was nowhere near the bus stop and yet you waited. You made my entire day and I told you that you rocked but it didn't seem quite enough. Thanks for being so gracious and considerate of my last-minute ways!!! Bus drivers like you are what make riding public transit an enjoyable experience. So thanks again Mr. Bus Driver, you rock my socks off. —Desperate Pink Runner