So after escaping the ever so naggy child, I was trapped in the ever so '.......' (I am yet to define the correct term for it) adult.
It was morning. It was early morning rush hour. Train was packed as it was and got completely stuffed as it headed towards Kuala Lumpur. Thank god it was morning, or else on top of enduring the crowd you will have to endure the not-so-pleasant 'aroma' too.
Now back to the story. Train was packed. It was raining. LRT station was under construction.
So mix in all this, and you get a crowd of people just stagnant in the small space of the station as most people could not brave the rain and had to wait it out, whereas the trains were very dutifully adding to the number of passengers to the station. But I had an umbrella and was glad for it.
And there I was slowly inching out out of the station as no one wants to give way of lose the precious few square inches that they are standing on. That is when this VERY brave lady walks into the station,umbrella upen and tramples and pushes her way right to the ticket gates............with her bright blue umbrella open all the way!!!
Was it even possible for her to think for a second how many eyeballs she had picked out??
Green Walk
The things that make me happy being human and not alien
18 October 2010
07 October 2010
Ride of Terror
I didn’t realise how long it has been since I last posted here. I was almost convinced that nothing is going to baffle or annoy me anymore and was feeling rather sad that I will not have anything to post anymore.
But my fellow citizens are always kind. They have given me not one but two incidents to ‘duh’ about.
#1
It was a long day at work. I was just hoping I can fly home. But since I am no way related to superman, I had to wait for the train. Everything seemed usual until there was an announcement to say that the train will be delayed. Before the train arrived, the announcement was repeated 6 times and I had been on my feet for 45 min.
As another normal city dweller I ambushed the train the moment the doors were opened. But I assure you that none was harmed in my Operation Ambush Train. But the train has already reached 50% of its capacity, so there was nothing I can do but to endure another 45 minute standing. But I told myself that I should be thankful I am not near the doorway where the chances are that I will become a crash test dummy or sardine, with throng of people in the subsequent stations trying to push, squeeze and prode their way through.
Just as I was settling down, it started. This loud, naggy, whinny boy of about 6 or 7. He was there with his sister and mother. He just kept going on and on….at the top of his voice. Each time he repeats the same word or phrase, but I found it hard to understand what he said as he was shrieking too.
What I didn’t understand is that, in the coach packed with people of all ages, size, and smell (yes, smell because it is after office) even talking on the phone is loud, and this boy was just shrieking continuously, and the mother sat there doing NOTHING. It was a game for him I understand, but I don’t know about others, after having a LONG day at work, waiting for the train, and my stomach practically treaterning a shut down due to starvation I was more than willing to rub chillies on his mouth. It sounds very cruel I know, but you didn’t have a shrieky voice drumming in your head on a jerky train ride.
Why do people do that? Why do people allow children to misbehave on public places? It is not that all children will behave angelic, but it is in the not bothered attitude of the parents that says its okay for them to behave like that. And that annoys me.
But my fellow citizens are always kind. They have given me not one but two incidents to ‘duh’ about.
#1
It was a long day at work. I was just hoping I can fly home. But since I am no way related to superman, I had to wait for the train. Everything seemed usual until there was an announcement to say that the train will be delayed. Before the train arrived, the announcement was repeated 6 times and I had been on my feet for 45 min.
As another normal city dweller I ambushed the train the moment the doors were opened. But I assure you that none was harmed in my Operation Ambush Train. But the train has already reached 50% of its capacity, so there was nothing I can do but to endure another 45 minute standing. But I told myself that I should be thankful I am not near the doorway where the chances are that I will become a crash test dummy or sardine, with throng of people in the subsequent stations trying to push, squeeze and prode their way through.
Just as I was settling down, it started. This loud, naggy, whinny boy of about 6 or 7. He was there with his sister and mother. He just kept going on and on….at the top of his voice. Each time he repeats the same word or phrase, but I found it hard to understand what he said as he was shrieking too.
What I didn’t understand is that, in the coach packed with people of all ages, size, and smell (yes, smell because it is after office) even talking on the phone is loud, and this boy was just shrieking continuously, and the mother sat there doing NOTHING. It was a game for him I understand, but I don’t know about others, after having a LONG day at work, waiting for the train, and my stomach practically treaterning a shut down due to starvation I was more than willing to rub chillies on his mouth. It sounds very cruel I know, but you didn’t have a shrieky voice drumming in your head on a jerky train ride.
Why do people do that? Why do people allow children to misbehave on public places? It is not that all children will behave angelic, but it is in the not bothered attitude of the parents that says its okay for them to behave like that. And that annoys me.
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