Musings on a monday morning

If anyone wants to experience a mini stampede, try walking against the human flow at Raffles Place MRT at 8.30 am on a monday morning.

That's what I did.

Honestly, the closest Singapore can ever get to a organised march is either the 24 km route march in BMT, or a morning rush hour after a train has stopped at one of the major interchanges.

Well, i saw people this morning. Not just faces on the train, but real living, breathing people. People with emotions. Tat old man sitting opposite me eating his macdonalds, the lady on the train dressing to catch the eye of any guy, and generally people just minding their own business and hustling and bustling everywhere.

then i saw 2 backpackers. and i wanted to talk to them, for backpackers have all the stories in the world to tell, and usually they are very interesting.

and i though, why don't singaporeans talk to one another anymore?

The last time i asked a lady for the time, she looked at me as though i was going to steal her wallet, drag her off the train and rape her. and being singaporeans, i am sure that none on the train would have taken any action if i had done just that.

Singaporeans are just pathetically apathetic. Example. The pope died. and this guy goes on the radio, and tells the "pope joke": about how it was raining back in the 1980s when the pope came and he joked "that i liked watersports."

because it was raining.

wow. how funny. of course, not making light of his death, but if you can't tell a real joke, please keep it off the national airwaves thank you very much.

back to apathy. the morning rush is soooo depressing i tell you. I know i know, you all are going to work, and work is depressing. but at least appear happy. when i look around the MRT, all i see are glum faces. that man over there, he's thinking: "DAMN MY BOSS", and that woman over there is going like "I NEED TO HAVE SEX WITH MY BOSS". (okay okay i'm making this all up).

but seriously folks, if you want to be noticed, there's no use putting on all the make up on the world to get noticed on the MRT. just put on a smile. Serious. Smiles are rare in the world today. i caught a smile on the MRT, and it made my day. Of course, it was from a pretty lady, but then, i was grinning like a fool all the way because i just found it soooo hilarious that everyone is glum on monday morning.

yeah i know, i'm weird, don't tell me about it.

blogging at macdonald's on a monday morning does weird things to your brain.


adious

8 days to vietnam. Let's go.

lip
ranting