The Generous Change-Giver

Last afternoon, I was taking a bus to work. I usually take the bus 301 so I can be discounted for the return travel, but the sight of an empty┬ábus 653 totally tempted me to get into haste of catching that bus. The fare to where I had intended to go (Welwyn Garden City) was just a quid for a single ride. Ha, here goes the fun part. I had just got out ten quid from the cash machine near the garage and the only amount I had in coins was 55p. It’s usually not a big deal, but for me it was, because whenever I got into a bus with a tenner, which is what I do most of the times, I end up getting the bus drivers frustrated. It’s also a lesson I always tend to ignore from my caring, yet annoying girlfriend (Haha, hope she doesn’t read it): ‘Always Read More