The Cough on the Bus

The bus door opened and the public, who had been waiting at the bus stop, fought to get onboard. It was early August, the weather was humid and hot. The day was still early but the sun had already turned this seaside town into an oven. The citizens felt like they were being baked. The air-conditioning inside the bus provided great refuge so every seat was heavily-treasured.

"Phew, this is such horrible weather.""Sir, do you mind kicking up the air-conditioning a notch?" The passengers rushed onto the bus and once they occupied their seats, they started to complain at the bus driver. 

The driver, a middle-aged man, groused in return. "It's turned to the max already." He closed the door and drove away from the bus stop.