It was an evening queueing up at a POSB/DBS ATM machine. I needed to deposit some money.
Right at the machine, was a man carrying a sling bag. There were 2 people in front of me. The young man stood very close to the machine, and kept his bag close to the machine, like he feared somebody robbing him.
He took out a stack of $50 bills, and put that into the machine to deposit it away. When the machine finished counting his bills and completed the transaction, he pressed for another transaction.
In went his hand into his bag, out came another stack of $50 bills. In went the bills into the machine, and out came the screen to ask for another transaction. He pressed "yes".
This carried on for like 10 minutes.
The man in front of me, by this time was getting very fed-up already. He turned around impatiently and gave an angry sigh. I looked at him and asked "You been here for quite some time?" He nodded his head and turned back, too angry to say anything.
5 more minutes later, the idiot was still there, shoving stacks of $50 repeatedly into the machine.
By this time, I had grown wiser, and jumped to the queue for the neighbouring machine. The lind behind the idiot had grown weary of waiting, and were talking to each other. The idiot, remained cool and ignored the long line that had formed behind him.
What's wrong with the idiot? Can't he queue during the daytime and deposit the money manually? Everybody knows the machines are for quick access, for deposit or withdrawal of money. Nobody expects anybody else to have more than 2-3 trasactions at the machines.
Maybe the bank should impose a limit on this. If everybody started queueing up for the machines, and spending 10-15 minutes each at the machines, what difference is there in a machine, and the previous manual queues for depositing/withdrawing of money from the bank accounts?
We'll all be back to the early 80's, where you had to queue for 30 minutes when the bank had just opened, just to deposit that $100 into your bank account.
What's wrong with the idiot.
Thursday, May 26, 2005
Friday, May 20, 2005
Prams, Babies, Incoveniences & What-nots
Have you ever gotten onto a crowded bus/train, and wondered why nobody seemed to want to stand at that empty spot over there in the corner? And when the passengers got shuffled around, you realise that there's actually a pram taking up the space of 3~4 standing passengers?
Imagine this: TWO whopping prams inside a train cabin, side-by-side! How's that for starters? We're talking about peak hour crowds, or just a normal weekend, not off-peak hours on the public transport system.
It seems to me that this phenomenon is getting more and more common on the streets. What are these parents actually thinking in their minds?
What's that? Nobody to take care of your baby at home? Hmm... you got me there. So why's the maid out with you, pushing that pram for you, following you while you shop around?
Oh, now you're saying you just want to take a walk with your baby? That's lame. You should be providing the best for your baby, and not make your baby go through all the rough and tumble, squeezing onto public transport during peak-hours. Most importantly, you are creating a lot of inconvenience for the other passengers with that giant pram of yours which occupies the standing space of at least 3 grown men.
You don't trust the maid to take care of your child at home? So why'd you hire a maid in the first place?
You don't have a maid? You don't have to bring a pram out with you either.
Gimme a break, I'm a newly-wed! Newly-wed? And you have a baby already? You should be ashamed of yourself, engaging in pre-marital sex, you scum o' the earth. Unplanned pregnancy and shotgun marriages doesn't appear in my dictionary, and many others' as well.
What's wrong with this world.
PS: Did I tell any of you folks out there reading this, about the man whom I saw who brought a shoe cabinet up the bus one time?
Imagine this: TWO whopping prams inside a train cabin, side-by-side! How's that for starters? We're talking about peak hour crowds, or just a normal weekend, not off-peak hours on the public transport system.
It seems to me that this phenomenon is getting more and more common on the streets. What are these parents actually thinking in their minds?
What's that? Nobody to take care of your baby at home? Hmm... you got me there. So why's the maid out with you, pushing that pram for you, following you while you shop around?
Oh, now you're saying you just want to take a walk with your baby? That's lame. You should be providing the best for your baby, and not make your baby go through all the rough and tumble, squeezing onto public transport during peak-hours. Most importantly, you are creating a lot of inconvenience for the other passengers with that giant pram of yours which occupies the standing space of at least 3 grown men.
You don't trust the maid to take care of your child at home? So why'd you hire a maid in the first place?
You don't have a maid? You don't have to bring a pram out with you either.
Gimme a break, I'm a newly-wed! Newly-wed? And you have a baby already? You should be ashamed of yourself, engaging in pre-marital sex, you scum o' the earth. Unplanned pregnancy and shotgun marriages doesn't appear in my dictionary, and many others' as well.
What's wrong with this world.
PS: Did I tell any of you folks out there reading this, about the man whom I saw who brought a shoe cabinet up the bus one time?
On The Bus... #3
It was peak hour traffic, 6pm. On the bus home, it was pretty much crowded as usual.
Several passengers alighted at a stop, and a young lad sat his butt down in an empty seat.
At the next bus stop, a man, presumably more than 50 years of age, got up the bus. The young lad immediately got up from his seat and offered it to the man.
Just as the man was saying "It's okay, you can have the seat", a middle-aged woman, probably in her late 30's, immediately sat down at the free seat that the young lad had just given up.
Shooting an angry glare at the man and the lad, the young lad was speechless. The woman didn't budge thereafter, even after the young lad and man had gotten off the bus.
What's wrong with this world.
Several passengers alighted at a stop, and a young lad sat his butt down in an empty seat.
At the next bus stop, a man, presumably more than 50 years of age, got up the bus. The young lad immediately got up from his seat and offered it to the man.
Just as the man was saying "It's okay, you can have the seat", a middle-aged woman, probably in her late 30's, immediately sat down at the free seat that the young lad had just given up.
Shooting an angry glare at the man and the lad, the young lad was speechless. The woman didn't budge thereafter, even after the young lad and man had gotten off the bus.
What's wrong with this world.
On The Streets... #1
It was a sunny morning on the streets. There were school children soliciting funds for NKF at Chinatown.
One old man pushing a trolly with his stuffs was trying very hard to push his trolly up a slightly steep slope. Panting and grunting, it seemed that he would take quite a while to push up trolley up to the slope. I was standing on the other side of the road, blocked by the oncoming traffic and a red man at the pedestrain crossing.
One school kid approached the old man, extending out his donation bag (for donations most probably). The old man refused.
The kid turned his back on the old man and walked away. The old man resumed the hard work of pushing his trolley up the slope.
What's wrong with this world.
One old man pushing a trolly with his stuffs was trying very hard to push his trolly up a slightly steep slope. Panting and grunting, it seemed that he would take quite a while to push up trolley up to the slope. I was standing on the other side of the road, blocked by the oncoming traffic and a red man at the pedestrain crossing.
One school kid approached the old man, extending out his donation bag (for donations most probably). The old man refused.
The kid turned his back on the old man and walked away. The old man resumed the hard work of pushing his trolley up the slope.
What's wrong with this world.
Saturday, May 14, 2005
On The Bus... #2
It was a ride in the late afternoon. The bus is not that crowded, but there's almost no free seats left. I was seated at the last row, right side, just beside the emergency exit door (single-deck bus).
There is 1 free seat 2 rows in front of me, with the inner seat occupied by a stocky man. There is also a free seat beside me, last row of the bus.
Bus halts at bus-stop, mother comes up with her 2 children, presumably aged 6~8. The 2 children run towards the rear of the bus, and one of them plonks into the seat beside the stocky man. The other child squeezes into the seat with his brother (both of them are boys). Now there's 3 persons sitting on the two-seater (2 children + 1 adult).
Mother eyes the seat beside me, and walks right up to me. Stands beside me, and calls the child over. Child grins at mother and refuses, because he is a happy camper sharing the seat with his brother.
Mother, annoyed at this point of time, screams (regardless of the passengers on the bus), "BRYAN YOU COME OVER HERE THIS VERY INSTANCE! DON'T MAKE ME ANGRY!!!"
All eyes turn to look at the commotion. My eardrums are pierced by the shrill screaming. Obviously, that irritated the hell out of me (anybody would!). And it was only the beginning...
Child comes over to her mother sulkily, and mother tells child to sit on her lap. A conversation ensues between mother and child. Child soon exclaims that he is tired. Mother says, "Okay, you can sleep for a while before we get off." And the child naps in the mother's lap, with his feet sticking towards the bloke sitting in the middle seat (there are 5 seats on the last row), and his head resting on my left thigh.
Obviously, I am irritated at this point of time, but as all of you might say, he's just a kid, so let him be. So I did. I kept quiet, and his head rested on my thigh from then onwards for the ride.
The brother sitting in front, had fallen asleep by now as well, and his whole head and body was leaning against the stocky man.
After a few more stops, mother wakes up the child in her lap. Child stirs, and I see that the mother's jeans are wet, from the child's drool. I thanked my lucky stars the child wasn't any taller.
Now the child asks the mother, "Where is brother?" And at this point of time, the mother extends an arm to point at the other child (2 rows in front), still leaning against the stocky man, and exclaims loudly to her child, "Norh (Singlish word of exclamation), brother is sleeping in front lor!!!"
I am surprised and amazed that such a mother actually exists, with no sense of shame at all.
What's wrong with this world.
There is 1 free seat 2 rows in front of me, with the inner seat occupied by a stocky man. There is also a free seat beside me, last row of the bus.
Bus halts at bus-stop, mother comes up with her 2 children, presumably aged 6~8. The 2 children run towards the rear of the bus, and one of them plonks into the seat beside the stocky man. The other child squeezes into the seat with his brother (both of them are boys). Now there's 3 persons sitting on the two-seater (2 children + 1 adult).
Mother eyes the seat beside me, and walks right up to me. Stands beside me, and calls the child over. Child grins at mother and refuses, because he is a happy camper sharing the seat with his brother.
Mother, annoyed at this point of time, screams (regardless of the passengers on the bus), "BRYAN YOU COME OVER HERE THIS VERY INSTANCE! DON'T MAKE ME ANGRY!!!"
All eyes turn to look at the commotion. My eardrums are pierced by the shrill screaming. Obviously, that irritated the hell out of me (anybody would!). And it was only the beginning...
Child comes over to her mother sulkily, and mother tells child to sit on her lap. A conversation ensues between mother and child. Child soon exclaims that he is tired. Mother says, "Okay, you can sleep for a while before we get off." And the child naps in the mother's lap, with his feet sticking towards the bloke sitting in the middle seat (there are 5 seats on the last row), and his head resting on my left thigh.
Obviously, I am irritated at this point of time, but as all of you might say, he's just a kid, so let him be. So I did. I kept quiet, and his head rested on my thigh from then onwards for the ride.
The brother sitting in front, had fallen asleep by now as well, and his whole head and body was leaning against the stocky man.
After a few more stops, mother wakes up the child in her lap. Child stirs, and I see that the mother's jeans are wet, from the child's drool. I thanked my lucky stars the child wasn't any taller.
Now the child asks the mother, "Where is brother?" And at this point of time, the mother extends an arm to point at the other child (2 rows in front), still leaning against the stocky man, and exclaims loudly to her child, "Norh (Singlish word of exclamation), brother is sleeping in front lor!!!"
I am surprised and amazed that such a mother actually exists, with no sense of shame at all.
What's wrong with this world.
Friday, May 13, 2005
On The Bus... #1
It was an evening bus ride back home. The bus was very crowded, and I was sitting just behind the bus driver.
Bus halts at next stop, crowd rushes up the bus. A middle-aged man, probably in his late 40s, gets on the bus, and sits where the farecard machine used to be.
A few stops later, the man rustles his belongings to get ready to alight. He reaches for the bell (within an arm's length), and presses it.
He gets all his belongings in his hands, and presses the bell one more time before standing up at the door.
Standing up, with his things in his hands, he makes one last press at the bell.
Some reasons I can possibly think of, to explain this phenomenon:
1.) The man's a retard.
2.) The man has a fetish for bus bells.
3.) The man has the typical Singaporean attitude: Press bell, free mah! Why? Not happy? Go complain to the NPP la!
4.) The man thinks the bus driver is deaf and blind, and/or he himself might not have the chance to alight at his destination stop.
What is wrong with this world?
Bus halts at next stop, crowd rushes up the bus. A middle-aged man, probably in his late 40s, gets on the bus, and sits where the farecard machine used to be.
A few stops later, the man rustles his belongings to get ready to alight. He reaches for the bell (within an arm's length), and presses it.
He gets all his belongings in his hands, and presses the bell one more time before standing up at the door.
Standing up, with his things in his hands, he makes one last press at the bell.
Some reasons I can possibly think of, to explain this phenomenon:
1.) The man's a retard.
2.) The man has a fetish for bus bells.
3.) The man has the typical Singaporean attitude: Press bell, free mah! Why? Not happy? Go complain to the NPP la!
4.) The man thinks the bus driver is deaf and blind, and/or he himself might not have the chance to alight at his destination stop.
What is wrong with this world?
Raise Fares At Selected Stops
Read this off TodayOnline.com, from a letter by reader Nicholas Ng:
Despite a public outcry, it seems that fare hikes are inevitable.
The lower income group will be the worst hit. To shield this group from the hike, I propose raising fares at the exit gates of MRT stations they frequent the least — such as Tanjong Pagar, Raffles Place, City Hall, Dhoby Ghaut, Somerset and Orchard.
Further, this measure can be implemented by restricting this hike between, say, 7.30am and 9am from Monday to Friday.
Almost all commuters alighting at these stations during that period are office workers.
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What this? ERP for MRT rides? Obviously, from his tone, this guy is not in the labour force.
It's really a mystery why the Today Paper would actually allow this kind of immature letters to be published. Maybe their intention was to let us all have a good laugh, admist all the furious arguments over the racial issue, and the bus fare hikes.
Then again, maybe if they made it compulsory for the reader to submit their NRIC number together with the letter for publications, we might realise that such letters come from 14 or 15 year old children, who lack the foresight to look at the big picture.
Good practice for their 'O' Level English papers though, where they might choose an argumentative essay to answer.
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I remember there was once a reader who wrote in during the heat wave in March, pleading for the National Parks Board to "water all the hotspots in Lim Chu Kang area" in order to prevent the bush fires from occurring again.
Wh...wha...what???!!! Does this guy even know how large the Lim Chu Kang area is? Is this guy a Singaporean? Does he even know how precious water is to our people, and our government, ever since the Repulic went independent on the 9th August 1965?
Think of it logically: Would the government waste water by watering all likely hotspots, all of which do not have a 100% guaranteed chance of burning up? Or would it be better to respond to actualy bush fire sites only when they have started burning up?
I'm not sure, but maybe this fella buys all the numbers from 0000 to 9999 in every week's 4D to guarantee a chance of himself winning.
Despite a public outcry, it seems that fare hikes are inevitable.
The lower income group will be the worst hit. To shield this group from the hike, I propose raising fares at the exit gates of MRT stations they frequent the least — such as Tanjong Pagar, Raffles Place, City Hall, Dhoby Ghaut, Somerset and Orchard.
Further, this measure can be implemented by restricting this hike between, say, 7.30am and 9am from Monday to Friday.
Almost all commuters alighting at these stations during that period are office workers.
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What this? ERP for MRT rides? Obviously, from his tone, this guy is not in the labour force.
It's really a mystery why the Today Paper would actually allow this kind of immature letters to be published. Maybe their intention was to let us all have a good laugh, admist all the furious arguments over the racial issue, and the bus fare hikes.
Then again, maybe if they made it compulsory for the reader to submit their NRIC number together with the letter for publications, we might realise that such letters come from 14 or 15 year old children, who lack the foresight to look at the big picture.
Good practice for their 'O' Level English papers though, where they might choose an argumentative essay to answer.
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I remember there was once a reader who wrote in during the heat wave in March, pleading for the National Parks Board to "water all the hotspots in Lim Chu Kang area" in order to prevent the bush fires from occurring again.
Wh...wha...what???!!! Does this guy even know how large the Lim Chu Kang area is? Is this guy a Singaporean? Does he even know how precious water is to our people, and our government, ever since the Repulic went independent on the 9th August 1965?
Think of it logically: Would the government waste water by watering all likely hotspots, all of which do not have a 100% guaranteed chance of burning up? Or would it be better to respond to actualy bush fire sites only when they have started burning up?
I'm not sure, but maybe this fella buys all the numbers from 0000 to 9999 in every week's 4D to guarantee a chance of himself winning.
Wednesday, May 11, 2005
Sex And Grades...
While many of us slog it away at our books during the years when we are/were studying, it is not difficult to find some who would depend on others for their grades. A situation which I encountered once in a computer laboratory, while working on a programming assignment.
Girl: So you see... . And you know hor, I actually... (talks in a very lusty tone)
Guys (2 of them): ... *replies to her*.
Girl: Aiyer, you know I... (resumes the conversation in her child-like, baby-talk tone)
There was another guy in that group, but he was hard at work whacking away at the keyboard in front of the computer he was sitting at, while the girl was conversing with the other two guys, with the solo guy doing all the work.
The above might not be an appropriate example, but here's another incident which I witnessed, at the same venue, at a different time.
Guys (group of them, huddled in front of the computer): So we should... go about doing this. Like this... this.. that..
Girl (sitting with the group, dressed in the latest trendiest clothes, coupled with make-up and earrings and what-have-you's): *sits behind the guys and does not speak at all*
This resumed for the next couple of hours (I observed, since there were not many people in the labs at all). I can probably come up with the conclusion that in situations like these, there are probably a few ladies out there who sure knows how to make use of their looks, to fish for (stupid) guys, hook, line and sinker.
In the first place, just to get the score right, the assignment (that we all were working on) was not one in which there was no choice for your own group members. You could choose your own group members. Also, everybody would get the same grade in the end (which would deter people from choosing freeloaders into their group).
So what IS the reason why such a situation occurs? I can probably come up with a few:
1. The simplest reason. For the girl's looks. Which guy wouldn't want the chance to oogle at a pretty girl, while doing boring assignments?
2. To impress the girl (because one of the guys have an interest in the girl)
3. The girl actually took points 1 & 2 to her advantage, jumping on the chance to get a group for herself. This would be the most cunning and scheming type of girl we guys should all be wary off.
In any case, having a (pretty) girl in the group, who doesn't contribute to the work at all, simply seems odd. Bringing us back to the first question posed: Who, in the right mind, would want a freeloader in their group, except for the above 3 reasons? Maybe I did miss out some minor points, but I believe we can categorise the reasons for the occurance of the above circumstances to broadly adhering to the above 3 reasons.
While it may not be appropriate to use the word "sex" here, there is no other alternative word here.
Friendship? Oh come on, why would a guy in the right mind befriends a pretty lady friend *just* for friendship? Ever seen a guy who has a friendship with a lady friend who is less good-looking than himself?
Out of pity? "Oh you poor girl, you have no group members to work on the project with? You can join me, I'll take you in. I'll do all the work for you, I don't mind that!" (now why doesn't the guy mind doing all the work?) Plus, it seems weird that all the "vases" (pretty girls) I witnessed among the group of guys are all in "perfect" (good-lookin' babes) condition.
The fact is, these women *do* exist. While the term "sex" here does not mean bedding the guys literally, it would mean (in the scenarios that I've related) using their looks to take advantage of the situation for themselves.
Let's look at it from the girl's point of view: Why would a (pretty) girl, want to be in the same group with a bunch of guys, who are all, obviously (based on looks), not even fit to stand beside her, let alone get close to her?
Do you ever see a pretty girl who likes talking to an ugly-looking guy? I'm not generalising; the guys I saw had looks akin to bullshit, with the flower (the girl) stuck in it. (Or maybe it's the girl who is too pretty, that I feel the guys are ugly).
Seriously, I cannot think of a good reason why a pretty-lookin' girl would want to be in the same group with a bunch of nerdy guys who are good (in doing the work required) with their stuffs (that I have to admit; they're good).
Give the guy the tip of the carrot to lick, then take it back once the objective's achieved. No biting please, just a lick.
Girl: So you see... . And you know hor, I actually... (talks in a very lusty tone)
Guys (2 of them): ... *replies to her*.
Girl: Aiyer, you know I... (resumes the conversation in her child-like, baby-talk tone)
There was another guy in that group, but he was hard at work whacking away at the keyboard in front of the computer he was sitting at, while the girl was conversing with the other two guys, with the solo guy doing all the work.
The above might not be an appropriate example, but here's another incident which I witnessed, at the same venue, at a different time.
Guys (group of them, huddled in front of the computer): So we should... go about doing this. Like this... this.. that..
Girl (sitting with the group, dressed in the latest trendiest clothes, coupled with make-up and earrings and what-have-you's): *sits behind the guys and does not speak at all*
This resumed for the next couple of hours (I observed, since there were not many people in the labs at all). I can probably come up with the conclusion that in situations like these, there are probably a few ladies out there who sure knows how to make use of their looks, to fish for (stupid) guys, hook, line and sinker.
In the first place, just to get the score right, the assignment (that we all were working on) was not one in which there was no choice for your own group members. You could choose your own group members. Also, everybody would get the same grade in the end (which would deter people from choosing freeloaders into their group).
So what IS the reason why such a situation occurs? I can probably come up with a few:
1. The simplest reason. For the girl's looks. Which guy wouldn't want the chance to oogle at a pretty girl, while doing boring assignments?
2. To impress the girl (because one of the guys have an interest in the girl)
3. The girl actually took points 1 & 2 to her advantage, jumping on the chance to get a group for herself. This would be the most cunning and scheming type of girl we guys should all be wary off.
In any case, having a (pretty) girl in the group, who doesn't contribute to the work at all, simply seems odd. Bringing us back to the first question posed: Who, in the right mind, would want a freeloader in their group, except for the above 3 reasons? Maybe I did miss out some minor points, but I believe we can categorise the reasons for the occurance of the above circumstances to broadly adhering to the above 3 reasons.
While it may not be appropriate to use the word "sex" here, there is no other alternative word here.
Friendship? Oh come on, why would a guy in the right mind befriends a pretty lady friend *just* for friendship? Ever seen a guy who has a friendship with a lady friend who is less good-looking than himself?
Out of pity? "Oh you poor girl, you have no group members to work on the project with? You can join me, I'll take you in. I'll do all the work for you, I don't mind that!" (now why doesn't the guy mind doing all the work?) Plus, it seems weird that all the "vases" (pretty girls) I witnessed among the group of guys are all in "perfect" (good-lookin' babes) condition.
The fact is, these women *do* exist. While the term "sex" here does not mean bedding the guys literally, it would mean (in the scenarios that I've related) using their looks to take advantage of the situation for themselves.
Let's look at it from the girl's point of view: Why would a (pretty) girl, want to be in the same group with a bunch of guys, who are all, obviously (based on looks), not even fit to stand beside her, let alone get close to her?
Do you ever see a pretty girl who likes talking to an ugly-looking guy? I'm not generalising; the guys I saw had looks akin to bullshit, with the flower (the girl) stuck in it. (Or maybe it's the girl who is too pretty, that I feel the guys are ugly).
Seriously, I cannot think of a good reason why a pretty-lookin' girl would want to be in the same group with a bunch of nerdy guys who are good (in doing the work required) with their stuffs (that I have to admit; they're good).
Give the guy the tip of the carrot to lick, then take it back once the objective's achieved. No biting please, just a lick.
Life In Phases
Remember that when you were still young, whenever you headed out to the streets, you'd probably come across your childhood friends on the streets. That's pretty normal, since they ARE the only friends that you know of (up to that stage of life).
When you moved on to secondary school, the friends you would meet on the streets, would probably be friends from your secondary school. Rarely from the primary school.
Move a little further down the road, to Junior College or Polytechnic. You'd only meet friends on the the streets from your school, rarely from secondary school, and once in a blue moon, friends from your childhood.
Fast forward to your present life. Whether it's in the army (for Singaporean guys), university, it seems that the friends (or familiar faces) you meet on the streets would be mostly be from the respective phase of life you are in.
Or is it happening to me only?
When you moved on to secondary school, the friends you would meet on the streets, would probably be friends from your secondary school. Rarely from the primary school.
Move a little further down the road, to Junior College or Polytechnic. You'd only meet friends on the the streets from your school, rarely from secondary school, and once in a blue moon, friends from your childhood.
Fast forward to your present life. Whether it's in the army (for Singaporean guys), university, it seems that the friends (or familiar faces) you meet on the streets would be mostly be from the respective phase of life you are in.
Or is it happening to me only?
Health Consciousness...
Seems like there's plenty of joggers around the neighbourhood as of late. I could probably count 6~7 of them during my morning/evening/night runs.
Are we all becoming health conscious? When I started jogging around the neighbourhood in the year 2001, to see other joggers on the streets was a rare sight, much less of a chance than to see mini-skirts and sexy legs sashaying down the pavements during the runs.
However, it is noticed that these joggers, were mostly guys in their 20s or mid 30's, just like me. I sense a connection...
Are we all becoming health conscious? When I started jogging around the neighbourhood in the year 2001, to see other joggers on the streets was a rare sight, much less of a chance than to see mini-skirts and sexy legs sashaying down the pavements during the runs.
However, it is noticed that these joggers, were mostly guys in their 20s or mid 30's, just like me. I sense a connection...
Friday, May 06, 2005
Morning Run... #1
Early morning 6am. Woke up for a morning run. Came back around 7:15am or so. Waited for elevator.
Two women, and a man was waiting for the lift. Lift door opens, two women goes in, presses their own floors, and leans against the back of the lift, arms folded.
Lift has a short delay before the doors automatically closes. Instinct tells me the door is gonna close on me, because the two lazy bitches refuse to hold the lift door open. Hand goes out and smacks the lift door opens.
Ugly glare at two bitches, who by now, is giving the "I didn't do anything wrong so don't look at me" look.
What's wrong with this world.
Two women, and a man was waiting for the lift. Lift door opens, two women goes in, presses their own floors, and leans against the back of the lift, arms folded.
Lift has a short delay before the doors automatically closes. Instinct tells me the door is gonna close on me, because the two lazy bitches refuse to hold the lift door open. Hand goes out and smacks the lift door opens.
Ugly glare at two bitches, who by now, is giving the "I didn't do anything wrong so don't look at me" look.
What's wrong with this world.
Monday, May 02, 2005
Which One Are You?
There are two types of people in this world: the Swimmer, and the Struggler.
The swimmer is able to reach the other side of the bank. Time is not a constraint here, and the swimmer will eventually get there.
The struggler, like the name implies, will struggle once in the water. They will never get to the other side.
Sometimes a swimmer will try to pull the struggler along. Othertimes, the swimmer drowns with the struggler, hampered by the struggler.
The swimmer is able to reach the other side of the bank. Time is not a constraint here, and the swimmer will eventually get there.
The struggler, like the name implies, will struggle once in the water. They will never get to the other side.
Sometimes a swimmer will try to pull the struggler along. Othertimes, the swimmer drowns with the struggler, hampered by the struggler.
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