THAT SWING and Directions
Saturday, March 31, 2012 | 10:02 PM |
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A few days ago, I was on my way back home from a workshop in school. Only to whacked by some random person whom was getting up his sit. But the funny thing is this, I am sure all of you should know generally how the last cabin of the MRT(Mass Rapid Transit) aka train looks like right? Here is an ugly drawing made out from paint.
Top View:
The red blob represents me and the blue represents the person that whacked me. I mean seriously, how the hell does he get up from his seat so wildly that the plastic bag that he was carrying could reach me? He is not like Luffy who has stretchable body. THAT IS 1 SEAT AND A FREAKING POLE AWAY FROM ME. Isn't it amazing? I am amazed it is like he is doing breaststrokes on land without the water. It is like he thought that the plastic bag weighs 100 tonnes and that he need to use his whole body strength to lift it up even though it is as light as a couple of grams. I thought I was about to get mugged in broad daylight inside a train when the plastic bag hit me. I mean seriously, there isn't a need to get up from your seat so dramatically, Jurong East interchange isn't going to run away from you.
Directions
I have come to notice that people love asking me for directions. Am I really that approachable? I even have my earphones plugged inside my ears to avoid random confrontation/encounters with strangers/acquaintances. You know, earphones plugged in = listening to music = PLEASE DON'T APPROACH ME? Most of the time, the people that approached me speaks to me in Chinese. I don't understand Chinese how am I suppose to help you? So I would always nod and shake my head when they are speaking to me. Like there was this auntie once who was speaking to me in Chinese and she was pointing at the MRT track in front of me inside I was desperately thinking, "Please let her say a name of a station on this track she is pointing at" and thankfully she did. (This happens quite a number of times for me, Chinese aunties love me.)
There was once when I was meeting up with Amenda, Sweemin and Jo at Boon Lay MRT station than a lady with her son beside her approached me asking me where was the Boon Lay Interchange. Since I was the first person there (all alone) and unfamiliar with the place but still being the sweet and kind me I said,"If you go straight through the entrance of the mall you can see the interchange." I don't even know whether or not I gave them the correct directions.
Straight after that I sms'ed Jo about what happened. Apparently I did gave them the correct directions.
DAYUUUUMMMM I AM A GENIUS.
Labels: directions, holiday, misadventures, mundane blahs, trains
