The bus driver
I got on the bus last night, the 129 in fact, going northbound up Parc. I was holding a bunch of shopping bags, because I had gone to Canadian Tire. It was a quest to get a tea kettle that wouldn't blow the fuses in my flat, which I successfully acquired.
If anyone wants a free electric kettle, feel free to ask.
Anyway, I got on this bus, and I saw the bus driver. He was grinning and smiling, like he was on top of the world. He had a little dish of "gratuit bonbons" and a yellow balloon with a smiling face was tied to the handrail.
He had a little cassette player belting out cheerful toons, and he had obviously decorated the bus with balloons before his shift started. I sat down, looked about me, and couldn't help grinning.
Too bad all the other passengers looked too tired to notice.