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Whilst waiting at the bus stop today, I spied a small "X" on the ground. Thinking to myself that it might be a marker for some buried treasure, I dug away half-heartedly with the heel of my shoe. Turned out it was just an indentation left by the sole of someone's shoe. I had little time to reflect on my misfortune, however, as the bus had just appeared. Groaning slightly, I stood up, waved it and went to pull my wallet out of my pocket. Only the bus didn't slow down. I waved it again. The bus plowed on. I gave a full circle wave, as one might when waxing on or off. The bus went straight past me. I looked in the window, only to discover that I would have been the bus driver's only customer. It was pretty sweet!