Apropos of that, waiting for a bus with a friend who uses a wheelchair. Must have been around 4:30 so college home time. Two lads sporting some funky hairstyles and puffing the most enormous doobie I've seen in a while were also waiting.
They saw my friend and while we were waiting asked - very politely - if she needed any help. We declined, but it made us glad.
Then when the bus came, they stepped up and held the queue back so my friend could board and carried my shopping trolley onto the bus too.
The future is fine. Maybe we are the problem ?
And all the schoolkids I've travelled with always make a point of thanking teh driver.