Bus drivers come back. I love you. And not just because you get to where I need to go, but because you were friendly and I often had conversations with you. Opened your doors with a smile on your face (most times) and put up with the most ridiculous people. I have drives to and from work but it's just not the same. I won't see any of the interesting people that get on these buses, or some of the sexy drivers. It hasn't even been a whole day and I miss you already. —Sad Commuter