“The cabin of the old suburban bus was warm with soft chansen music playing. Driver Buck whistled a tune he liked, glancing in the mirror at the slumbering passengers. Conductor muttered, ‘I’m so tired today. I’m exhausted; my legs are falling off. I talk so much during the day, arguing with passengers, that I don’t want to open my mouth at home. But at home, I have housework with my son, and my husband wants dinner. I’m so fed up with everything.’…Click Here To Continue Reading>>
Buck shook his head. ‘I don’t know. I like my work. I’m honestly telling you, it’s all my life on the road. It’s so interesting—new people, adventures, no routine and monotony. And…Read Full story…>>>…Click Here To Continue Reading>>
