I go in the evening after work to a stop, see, the route I need, stands with the doors closed and the alarm. I run to her, and a woman sits in the front seat and looks at me. I say to her, “Madame, tell the driver to open the door!” she turns around and says to him, and then, in general, whispers, breaks down and leaves, and the last thing I see is a woman with the face “well...”.

Well, it's okay, at the same moment another comes, and I sit there, and the driver chases so that I barely started praying! Shortly we come, no, we fly to my stop I go out and continue to stand on her waiting for my wife. And here comes the very first road, and the woman turns her head, and here I stand again!

She has a whole spectrum of emotions on her face from realizing that this face she’s already seen somewhere, to wtf!!! I saw it 10 minutes ago and 8 km before it!)) I don’t know what she thought, but it was rough!)