Wednesday, March 01, 2006
Suddenly I have the urge to blog. And feeling really angsty & bitter these days, I present to you *drumroll* my top 10 public transport peeves. Not ranked in order of preference, (or should I say hatred) coz they're all equally irritating!
1.) Kids. Kids. Kids. And more kids. Out of control ones especially that swing from cabin to cabin in the damn MRT like stupid monkeys.
2.) Chattering aunties 1 in MRT & buses, who thinks it's the HDB void-deck they are in.
3.) Chattering aunties 2 in MRT & buses, who can't control their volume when they are talking on the handphone. In the first place, they should learn how to answer one without letting it ring from Punggol station to Little India.
4.) Sickening middle-aged man who like to "floss" their teeth using their tongue. Especially irritating when they're just right next to you. Uncle, can go toilet can rinse your mouth instead anot?
5.) The intellectual lot. Those who read the newspapers in the train & spread their arms out as though they're holding some weights. Thanks for sharing your news with me, but no thanks.
6.) Open up...open up! Guys who spread their damn legs wide enough to shove a chicken in. (Pardon the crudeness) Can't you see I'm falling off the seat already, Mr Big Muscles?
7.) Entrance/Exit blockage. From stubborn human statues to a particular group of people that especially like sitting down at the entrance/exit of train cabin. Dude, did you just break your legs & can't move all of a sudden?
8.) 7th month hungry ghosts. These group of people really looked like 7th month hungry ghosts rushing in to the mortal worlds when the gates open. Yes, I meant those selfish pricks that dash into the train before letting the people inside alight first. If I don't come out, you can't come in, right?
9.) Spineless creatures who like to lean on the hand-held poles. I think they're called hand-held poles for a reason?
10.) 2-seaters. Either they paid fare for their bags or whatever barang they have, or it'll kill them to put their bags on their thighs or on the floor. It's ok when the bus/train is empty, but when everyone is standing so close to each other that one is practically breathing down another's neck, kindly teach your bag some manners to give up the seat.
Side note: Typed this entry on Monday, but never get to complete it. Then came the timely SMRT delayed train incident. How apt.
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