A woman on the Fifth Avenue bus was being a nuisance. Every five minutes
she'd pester the driver, "Are we on Riverside Drive yet?" She kept asking,
getting on his nerves, but he kept his temper. When he didn't respond after
she asked yet again, she cried, "How will I know when we come to Riverside
Drive?" He said, "By the big smile on my face, lady, by the big smile on my
face."
-- Frank Sullivan