Almost a rom-com

You know it's raining really hard when (a) you feel obliged to offer half your umbrella to the increasingly soggly-looking person in front of you in the bus queue* and (b) they accept. Unfortunately the person in the queue was an amiable young woman rather than a foppishly attractive young man, so we did not end up having humorous misadventures over the next 1 3/4 hours before living happily ever after, but you can't have everything. We did, however, talk about the weather and public transport.

*Bear in mind that this particular bus queue usually demands a minimum of 1m between queue-ers.