on the bus

a stranger comes to the bus stop and asks me if the bus is coming. i tell him the bus has just gone. he mimes, he'll take a different bus. the bus, in the end, comes quick. i get on it. two stops later, i'm reading the magazine, i get tapped on the shoulder, the man's got on the bus. he startles me. he sits right behind me in the half empty bus. then he realizes this is not the english way, and in his sweet accented english he repeats over and over...don't worry, don't worry, don't worry...