You meet all kinds of people at the bus stop.

My father always said, "It takes all kinds of people to make a world," and at the bus stop, it shows!

Example 1:

A few days ago, I was standing at a bus stop with a group of three college-age girls speaking English, a middle-aged man, and an elderly woman. The woman walked up to me and said (in French): "Do you speak French?" "Yes, ma'am," I answered. "Well, good! I just saw a group of people who couldn't speak English, French or German. They weren't even speaking Spanish or Italian. I just don't understand it. It's good to meet nice young girls like you who speak French. Oh, that's my bus. Goodbye!"

Example 2:

Later on that very same day, I was sitting on the end of a bus stop bench beside a woman (hereinafter known as The Hog) who was taking up quite a lot of space by placing her grocery bags on the bench. An older woman came up to the bench, and I immediately got up to give her my spot.
"No! No, no, no. Sit back down! There's room for everyone."
"Yes, ma'am," I said, sitting back down.
"Now if we all scoot over a little bit, there will be room for everyone."
"Okay," I said, scooting as far to the edge of the bench as I could (which wasn't very far!)
"No! Not you. You don't have both your buttcheeks on the bench. Scoot back over where you were."
"Yes, ma'am."
Then she got face-to-face with The Hog.
"If we all scoot over a little bit, there will be room for everyone!" she repeated.
The Hog had enough of a sense of shame left to move her bags and scoot down to the other end of the bench. So the older woman sat down between us. After a while she turned to me and asked,
"Still got both buttcheeks on the bench?"
"Yes, ma'am!"

At least my fellow bus stop companions are concerned about the state of my language abilities and my behind.