so you see, i was taking a feeder bus frm pasir ris interchange to my tutee’s house (dont u think tutee is such a funny word?). it was around 7 plus so i was fortunate enough to get swamped by the depressed-working-men-and-women-folk-returning-home-crowd. and man, were there a LOT of people. pasir ris and tampines towns are one of the many places in singapore that i think is way too overpopulated. i really think these areas are so heavy-weighted with people that it can actually sink! or at least cause little dents on our island. you seriously cant walk around in these places without having someone accidentally knocking into you or having a whiff of someone’s body odour cause he or she had walked a little to close to you. and it doesnt help that im short. so i get to be in close proximity to people’s shoulder blades and long ciggy-smelling hair. trust me, i was in no heaven.
but sometimes its amazing to just lean back against one of the dog-piss-smelling walls and just observed our working population making their way home. i mean each face tells so much story! the working moms, the responsible husbands, the old single bachelors who live with their moms, the driven youths… but generally, the facial expressions were generally bitter. so tired, so melancholic…its fucking depressing. and to think that i who usually will just make fun of these people, am on the same damn route to BECOME one of them. in a few years. soon i’ll have grey face, wear grey working clothes, and strive to own a grey honda car, or smth along the line.
so anyway, after getting a kick at watching these poor souls, i decide to buy ol chang ky fried fats and eat in the bus. i havent had dinner. so sue me if ppl think im not suppose to eat in the bus in the first place. i mean we were told not to lie, but since when has anybody ever manage to not to lie in an entire 24 hours.
the bus was filled to a comfortable level, meaning there’s still empty seats around with some idiots who think they have more fun by standing and swaying in the bus. two ladies were seated in front of me. one chinese in a sweet floral blouse and the one in the window seat is a woman whose skin dont look quite malay or chinese. by the her half face that i managed to steal a sight of, i think she’s mixed, eurasian or smth. im sitting behind them so actually i can only make out their hair and im no good at describing hair.
me and the eurasian woman were happily digging into our hot freshly oil-soaked ol chang ky fats. the suddenly the chinese woman leaned towards the eurasian woman and said;
chinese woman: excuse me, i am …pregnant…
eurasian woman: ..well, congratulations..
chinese(now pregnant)woman: can you please not eat that now. i cant stand the smell, its making me puke (or smth lidat i cant remember)
eurasian woman: [looked at her food, then shakes her head] if i told you that i cant stand your perfume, will you get out of this seat and stand somewhere else?
pregnant woman: … uh…no
eurasian (kick-ass!)woman: there you go! what makes you think im gg to let my food go cold simply because of your pregnancy. if you can get yourself pregnant, you should be able to deal with it in a public place.
cow-abang-ga… haha. me and the passenger beside me was grinning like silly clowns after we heard her retaliate. obviously we were typical kepo ppl who JUST have to eavesdrop in ppl’s conversations to make our lives more interesting. i mean. WOW.
that eurasian lady has got some steel-confidence man. ok i immediately took her side cos well i find it rude for strangers to tell ppl what to do. n eating in the bus…despite all the signs posted everywhere, is there really anyone out there who can safely say they are 100% law-abiding. come on! who hasnt eaten or drunk in the bus, or smoked in a place where u are not supposed to. how about playing soccer in the void deck, or parking at an illegal space. PLLEEEASEEEE. yeah and she’s pregnant. well hardly. i cant see the bump. but ppl say the morning sickness n all that terrible nausea usually comes in the early stages of pregnancy…. hmm…does that still give her the right to restrict other ppl’s lives? say im allergic to cotton. i cant stop all my frens frm wearing cotton. sheesh.
when i told my friends this incident, half of them immediately sided with the pregnant lady and dismissed the eurasian woman as rude n bitchy… that makes me think about the kind of person i am. to be completely ignorant of the plight of pregnant women, to be insensitive of others’ lives and situations. i mean i immediately sided with someone i can relate to…rather than ppl that i dont really understand… im kinda inconsiderate and egotistical, arent i…
hmmm…well great. another reason to hate myself…sheesh. i should seriously stop all these pangs of self loathing moments.
[confessed, but not reformed]
