If You Give a Bus Driver a Cookie


This morning, as everyone (all 4 of us on the early bus) pushed our ways off the bus at UNC, I saw something I had never seen before.

A coworker of mine baked cookies last night on a whim and brought them to work today. She had been offering them to our fellow bus riders, and only one person took a cookie. (Ok, two people, I took a cookie too, not gonna lie. And it was goooood.)

“I’m going to give one to him” she said with a determined look on her face, as she motioned towards the bus driver.

The bus drivers on our route are a little rough around the edges, they’re tough, and sometimes, certain ones are rude. This particular bus driver was one of the better ones- he always smiles when you get on, and waves when you get off if you are one of the few who says, “thanks! Have a good day!” (sadly, not enough people thank the driver in my opinion)

Now approaching…transfers to…” the electronic announcement is our cue to gather our belongings before the bus stops. The bus screeched to a stop and we stood up, adjusting purses and bags onto shoulders; my coworker carrying her Tupperware container packed with cookies.

We walked the aisle to the front, where it’s easier to thank the driver instead of yelling over the loud engine noises in the back. My coworker, ever so quietly, asked the driver, “hey, would you like a cookie? I baked them last night.” To his, her, and my surprise, what happened next would change our day in the slightest way.

His face broke out into this huge smile, his eyes squinting with happiness behind his silver-framed glasses. “No bus rider has ever offered me anything before.” He paused, trying to find the right words to say. “Yes, please, I would love a cookie.”

My coworker shakily opened the container and held it up to the driver. He reached in and grabbed one. “Take as many as you want,” she urged him with a smile. He took another and smiled back at her.

“Thank you,” he said as we stepped down off the bus.

“No, thank you. Have a great day!” my coworker replied.

“You too,” the bus driver answered.

His day was changed by the offering of something as simple as a cookie. Her day was changed by his graciousness to receive something as simple as a cookie. And my day was changed by seeing the simplicity of a cookie bringing happiness to two (three) lives. Wow. What a way to start my day!

If you give a bus driver a cookie, you just might make their day!

Have you ever given a cookie* to someone? Have you ever offered someone something so simple that could radically change their day?

*I’m not necessarily talking about an actual cookie… it could be anything from a smile to a bottle of water to a handful of spare change. Something that could brighten a day in the simplest of ways.


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