A bus is due to come, the information panel says so, the digital screen says so, Google says so. But the bus doesn’t come. The person in transit feels disappointment and looks once and again all the available points of information.
People start gathering around the person in transit. They all are people in transit and they seem to recognise that common feature that makes them come closer. They ask each other: has this number bus come? This number bue takes you there? Is it due to come soon?
An exchange of lines and impressions, maybe a shy smile in addition. These people in transit feel the sense of belonging to a group, the same one: as long as they’re waiting for the same bus, they’re together in it, they have a shared goal.
Finally the bus arrives. Depending on how long the wait has been, the camaraderie can turn into display of manners (“on you go”, “after you”, “please”) or a rude race (a silent one, where the looks warn to step aside, to leave the elderly or the younger or the people waiting longer go first).
In the bus, everybody minds their own business. They all turn into their mobile phone, their book, their piece of window, and there is no longer a desire to socialise or being civil to the person sitting beside.
Buses are an entertaining and amusing setting. The ultimate cross of individual and social service.