I saw you for the first time on the #27; you were my driver. We flirted daily but I was too shy to say anything and then you disappeared. I was secretly hoping that you would ask me out. I kept kicking myself for not engaging you in conversation but then I chanced upon you two weeks before your route ended on #95 in August of this year. I actually managed to introduce myself and again, you disappeared with barely a warning this time. I have spotted you driving the 211 since October and keep thinking of you. I don’t think that you read these Chris…. but I keep hoping that we will meet again and that I won’t be so tongue-tied when we do. Until then…