I go to work in the morning on the bus. People are getting more and more with every stop. We approach the next stop, the doors open, the people begin to plunge into the bus salon. tk. In the middle of the bus it was no longer shaken, the conductor resorted to a favorite method: to run from one door to another. Finally, the doors closed, the bus touched, and a desperate female scream came from the stop: “Gene, stand up!” The bus only got speed. I have never seen such joy :)