He was my taxi driver.
When we arrived at my destination and I was paying him he reminded me that we had met before.
“Where?” I couldn’t remember...
“A few days ago.
You got to the bus stop a moment too late.
The bus was pulling away.
I was right behind that bus.
I stopped and waved to you and yelled,
‘Get in, we’ll catch the bus at the next stop.’
But you waved me away.
‘Thanks but I’m going to walk!’"
Now I remembered.
“I wasn’t under any pressure. Otherwise I would have hired you.”
He protested gently.
“I wasn’t hustling for a fare. I was just trying to help you catch your bus!”
