Twelve + One: April 2007


Monday, April 23, 2007

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posted by Anonymous @ 11:30 PM   2 comments



Thursday, April 12, 2007

LRT-quette.

In reference to the title above (this strangely reminds me of whats-her-name-again-form5-english-teacher-punya-class where I wrote countless of those formal letters...sigh..those were the days la)...

...anyway yeah..back to topic..i think between all of you guys, i probably sit the LRT most often (due to reasons i think we shall not discuss..eehhehehehe)...i think its only justified that you guys trust me when i say that the LRT is a vicious passenger-eat-passenger world, where the prize is the precious red-painted seats; all of them hard as a rock but it beats clinging to the metal poles of death, while being crushed, squashed, sandwiched, all while staring at another passenger's face saying ' Stop pushing or i'll kick you in your groins '.


The WORSE ever possible time to get on the LRT is during the morning and evening work-rush. That is when all bets are off, and getting ON the LRT is actually the main prize. So you push. And i have pushed, been pushed, wriggled, been wriggled through and on some really rare occasions, scolded by other people while trying to make it through the white sliding door with rubber flaps on the side.

And what if you don't get through those doors? You either wait..OR..(i think this is possibly either the smartest thing or the bodoh-est thing a person can do)...you take the other train going to the opposite direction and get off at the station where the least people are seen getting on to the train on the opposite side, the side where the train that you want to get in is.

Don't laugh ok. It works.

So then let's assume you get into the train, and by some miracle, it is only fairly loaded with passengers, where there are actually seats for you to grab. As you walk towards the oh-so-coveted red-painted throne for your butt, you feel as if the entire LRT is watching you,
trying to say "Aiyah, you so young, stand la!". Suddenly, when you're just about to lounge your ass on the seat and already partially thanking God that you managed one today, you catch sight of this woman, who looks fairly old, and she looks deep into your eyes as if she saw $$$ in them, and you think to yourself, am i a selfish 19-y/o guy with a chronic desire to lounge my ass wherever i go with absolutely no decency or am i a generous 19 y/o guy with an insatiable appetite to serve the "community" i.e give the woman the seat?

So i do the almost honorable thing..i offer her the seat with a hand and eye gesture and in my mind, i think to myself, Shit what if she really takes It??

There are two ways this situation can go; she REALLY DOES take the seat or she declines.

This is when you should act fast - take the bloody seat, get comfortable, and if you like, give a nice smile to the lady you just offered the seat to but for god knows what reason didnt want to take it, and then you close your eyes, and pretend to sleep.

The key is to ignore everything. But, of course, if you see a pregnant woman or old people, return the seat that are rightfully theirs la. Don't be evil. Seek comfort in the fact that you've done something nice today, and while you feel good about yourself, stare at everyone else who is still sitting and throw them the 'Who's the evil person now, har?'

Repeat the above when you see another seat open.
Ehehhe. Ok that's all for now.

Peace.

PS - i tried to get a picture of an empty LRT seat - but there is seriously no such thing.

posted by Anonymous @ 10:21 PM   6 comments