|Santa boarded a crowded bus with a bagful of purchases. There was no vacant seat. As the old bus rattled and swayed, he supported himself precariously, holding the bag in one hand, the other hand holding the bar provided near the cieling.|
"Ticket...ticket.....ticket," the conductor made several rounds past Santa. His wallet in his hip pocket and both hands engaged, Banta did not know what to do.
"Ticket, sir," the conductor asked again.
Santa thrust the bag into conductors hand and stuggled to take his wallet out, when the conductor protested: "I cannot be carrying passenger s baggage like this- I am the conductor."
"Okay, then give me the bag, and here, will you please hold the bar," replied Banta.