Mad People

If you take public transport, and especially alone, as i did today, for some period of time, you would doubtless have noticed at least one or two mad people. And the chances of it increases if you take 16 mrt stops or more, as I do.

Let's start this post with some fact. The fact is that while stoning on the mrt, i saw this guy who was sitting down. And he just couldn't keep still. Every now and then, he would jump up in some fit and then rub his head vigorously, as though he wanted to give his brain a massage but neglecting the fact that his scalp and skull and hair were in the way. He did this non-stop. I can only guess that he studied too hard and went mad. So don't take the risks and just slack. Anyway, it came as a surprise that there were people sitting on either side of him. No they didn't move away just because the guy was mad. They showed no form of discrimination whatsoever for that person. Man, i applaud their courage. or maybe their butts were too heavy and they just had to sit. But being mad apparently doesn't mean being poor, because the guy still had money to take the mrt. In the stressful society of today, can you really blame him for being mad?

Well at least he stayed at his own seat. That is like way better than my idea of a mad person. Allow me to describe him.

about 40 years of age, bald at the front but has a ponytail at the back. Wears a tight pink shirt which shows his moobs. Wears tightass pants which show off his ugly backside. Wears knee high boots. Left hand holds a sweet, right hand holds a chopper. One eye bigger than the other. Shaved off one eyebrow. He uses the chopper to shave.

And it ends up looking like psychotic gay. Forget it. I'll get back to you if i see another mad guy on the train.