Safe to say there were a few crap happenings yesterday, but something good happened that in the midst of all the crap, I forgot to mention.

Having left work and feeling pretty damn sorry for myself (not suprising -.-) I made my way towards the interchange to catch the bus. At the time I had the expectation that, considering the day had gone from bad to abysmal, I'd probably missed it. Low and behold, about a minute after I'd sat down in the bus shelter, the bus appears. I was pretty much right on time and the bus was, for once, about a minute late. You have no idea how much of a relief that was at the time. If I had missed it, it would have been an hour until the next one and I was in one of those moods where all I really wanted to do was see my mum (Sad, I know. But....she's my mum. And I felt pretty miserable and...well, you know mums...).

What really made the difference though, was the bus driver. Don't get me started on Canberra's taxi drivers (no, really, don't..) and sometimes the bus drivers can be pretty crabby, but this man was different. He was one of those loud, cheery looking men. He had what can only be described as a booming voice and a massive smile. He reminded me a little of Santa, minus a couple of years and the facial hair. Anyway, I got on the bus behind someone who I thought he must have known because they had a short conversation and handed over my fare. I was pretty quiet at the time. "Your very quiet!" He didn't say it unkindly or anything like that, it was more of a general observation. "Whats up!?" I was a bit suprised and I didn't really know what to say. I hadn't pictured myself talking much on the way home, so I explained that I was heading home from work. "Is that a good thing or a bad thing?" I said it was a bit of both. "You should be over there then! Booking yourself a trip!" He nodded towards a nearby travel agency and shot me a smile. I smiled, laughed and shrugged before going to get a seat.

I don't know why, but after that and listening to the brief exchanges he had with each of his passengers as they got on and off the bus, kept a smile on my face for most of the afternoon. It's people like that man, who restore my faith in people. And they're there, every day, helping people in their own little way. It's like second nature to them aswell. They may not even know how much they've helped people, but they have and I think it's fantastic. As I was getting off the bus, he said goodbye and asked me if I was alright. "Yeah, I'm good.." I smiled back and said thankyou. And I was good. Despite everything, I was ok and not only could I say that, I could feel it. And it's been a while.