Things about Singaporeans on the MRT

Hmm.

I'd like to talk about Singaporeans on the MRT, something I've only done once since I first started blogging.

Ok.

The thing about Singaporeans, is that they are really one bunch of bored, uninquisitive people who are only attentive and inquisitive at the wrong moments (e.g. when someone drops a pile of plates in the ballroom), and simply cannot care for others. Maybe I'm wrong.

As I take the MRT nowadays in the morning, the train along the North-East Line (NEL) will be packed with commuters, most of whom are taking the train to Dhoby Gaut, and thereafter taking seperate routes.

So I'll be there waiting for the train. if there's a sizeable number of people, they'd be waiting casually as well. When the train comes, three types of personalities emerge:

1. The impatient one.

This person will be the one who stands at the crack of the two doors, elbows at the ready to butt offending obstructing people, and will stop at nothing to enter the train asap.

2. The sideliner (moi).

This person will wait at the side of the doors, wait for anybody who wishes to get out of the train, before entering and trying to take as little space as possible.

3. The gate-crasher.

This person is usually the one who sees that the train has arrived, utter a swear word and rush down the escalator, and throw themselves into the train, and in the process rudely press into people who are standing near the door. Apparently they tend to think that they have very fragrant body smells.


Ok, so the train starts, then come about another three types of people:

1. The 'My-way' bloke/blokess.

This person will stand in his/her place no matter how crowded the train may be, and refusing to give way if anybody wants to pass through. Bastard!

2. The unwilling bull-in-the-chinashop (moi).

Essentially someone who carries a large load either on their shoulders (especially yours truly), but can't help bumping into people with their loads. The term 'load' does not, however, refer to any bit of human anatomy.

3. The nice guy/gal.

This person is the epitome of courtesy, willing to exit the train to facilitate a large number of people exiting the train at one shot before entering again.


However, there are some oddities among these three types:

The hair person.

This person will be usually be fiddling around with their hair, either scratching it, waving it around and sharing their dandruff, touching it self-consciously, or tweaking it while looking at their reflection in the glass.

The handphone/personal gadget addict.

This person will be avidly smsing, playing their favourite ringtones and annoying people, or simply waving around their handphone which is the latest model, and essentially silently telling the surrounding people:

'See my latest handphone? See? See? So nice hor? Want to touch? Cannot! Want to see how good the photos are? Eat crap!'

Yeah, they're a snotty bunch.

The Headphone-toting person. (moi)

Yes, this person just minds his/her own business, and has a passion for early-morning audio pleasure. Nuff said.

Last but not least, The Sleepyhead.

The sleepyhead usually sits or stannds there, drooling is an ocassional thing, and they are the ones who'd go 'SHIT!!!' when they wake up and realise when They are somewhere in Boon Lay when they wanted to go to City Hall.


So I've listed most of the types of odd people who are part of our daily MRT-taking community, but then you want to change to a different MRT line, you'd want to take the escalator, and there'd usually be one stupid idiot standing on the right and preventing people in a hurry from walking up the escalator. This happens everytime.

And on the travellator, there'd also be one person (no offense, but it's usually the ladies, and of course there are guys) who'd be smsing and walking slowly, or just daydreaming, or walking slowly (machiam to the bloody gallows) right down the middle of the travellator.


Man, why don't they just get out of the damn way? And I think alot of people would appreciate an electronic board informing commuters whether the next train has arrived instead of the usual

'Have a nice day!'

That is such bullcrap.

My main point of writing this post is that there are still so many conceited and ignorant MRT commuters out there, I sure wish one day they'd all just learn a very good lesson. Maybe have their ez-link card fall into the gap between the train and the station. That'll teach (or prevent) them from taking the bloody MRT.


Cheers,

Crawldaddy