nice people at bus station.

This story is from a few weeks ago:

I was coming home from a stressful situation the other night.  Being in another city and getting home is always an ordeal, I know that the last bus to leave for my town was at 7:00pmish.  I get there at 6 in anticipation of this but since I have never taken the "last bus" I was sort of nervous to figure out what to do.  My language is so restricted!  I wait in line and the teller keeps leaving the desk and the growing line behind me makes me feel even more anxious.  So I ask the woman about a ticket towards my site.  Her body language is best described as that of a 12 year old with her arms crossed, popping her gum, and rolling her eyes in the back of her head.  She manages to mumble something to me in annoyance but of course I have no idea what she is saying!  I freeze.  Deer in the headlights.  I side step out of line in order to gather my thoughts, when suddenly a man in the back of the line says to me in English, "May I help you with something?"  I explained where I was going etc. and he talked to the tellers, informing them that I needed help I guess.  Basically, when my bus came the teller escorted me out to my bus and then another woman who was taking tickets on the bus monitored me until I got to the right place.  The guy arranged everything so that I would get there.....

that's all,
Megan

Kazakhstan Fun Fact:
The police uniforms in Kazakhstan are exactly the same as the ones in Russia.