I Am the Only One There

"Morning, Tara."
"Good morning, Bill."
"Off to the big city again today?"
"As always!"

I give you this little snippet of my usual morning conversation with the bus driver to point out a couple of things.

1) The bus driver recognizes me because he sees me every day.
2) He remembers that I go all the way to Denver. Every day.

I'm the only one who gets on the bus at this first stop. For the first 5-10 minutes of the bus ride, I am the ONLY passenger on the bus. And again, he knows me and knows where I am headed.

Why, then, does he feel the need to fire up the PA system on the bus and announce every upcoming stop as we drive through the streets of Brighton on the way to the Park and Ride?

"South 50th and Pelican"
"South 50th and Southern"
"South 50th and Bridge"
"Bridge and 45th"
"Texas" (I swear that's what he said this morning... but I might not have been paying close attention...)

And on and on it goes. Announcing all of these potential stops... apparently just in case I suddenly decide that today, I'm NOT going to Denver after all. I'm getting off at Texas. =)

(BTW, it's just him. When a different driver takes the morning route or I catch a later bus, the other drivers don't do this. So it's not that it's a required RTD policy or something. Strange.)