Bus Report #149
Good Will on the 33 Stanyan
Yesterday afternoon a family got on the bus at Mission Street. The mom held the little girl, who was maybe about 2 years old. She was crying her eyes out and would not stop. The dad held the girl's stroller and a balloon from Farmacia Remedios. The girl must have just gotten a shot or a physical or something.
The man sitting in front of me was on his way home from work. He wore a perfectly clean white button down shirt and expensive-looking sunglasses. He reached into his pocket and drew out a starlight mint, which he offered to the still-crying little girl.
She stopped crying for a minute and just stared at the man, who smiled at her and at her mom. The mom carefully unwrapped the candy and the little girl popped it in her mouth.
The mom started wiping the girl's wet cheeks with the back of her hand. The man quickly gave her a tissue. Smiles and nods from mom, girl and man.
The girl stared at the man solemnly until he got out at Castro.
Yesterday afternoon a family got on the bus at Mission Street. The mom held the little girl, who was maybe about 2 years old. She was crying her eyes out and would not stop. The dad held the girl's stroller and a balloon from Farmacia Remedios. The girl must have just gotten a shot or a physical or something.
The man sitting in front of me was on his way home from work. He wore a perfectly clean white button down shirt and expensive-looking sunglasses. He reached into his pocket and drew out a starlight mint, which he offered to the still-crying little girl.
She stopped crying for a minute and just stared at the man, who smiled at her and at her mom. The mom carefully unwrapped the candy and the little girl popped it in her mouth.
The mom started wiping the girl's wet cheeks with the back of her hand. The man quickly gave her a tissue. Smiles and nods from mom, girl and man.
The girl stared at the man solemnly until he got out at Castro.
posted by Rachel at 12:23 PM
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