Once in a battle-filled bus, in which 14 and a half seats for 40 people, entered a grandmother of 70. A noble young man gave up his place to her, and the crowd moved him almost to the door. The grandmother began to mock the driver that there are so many seats in the bus - there should be so many passengers, or breathing nothing and driving in such an environment is impossible. And all the standing people and the guy in particular let go on the next flight.