This is the true story of some joker on the bus.
Totally unfabricated.
I boarded the bus on the way back from training for once in a way because my feet were smarting from wearing tight shoes that were far too tight for me so naturally being constricted I couldn't exactly run properly and hence as a result of my tight shoes, when I finished my distance (which is bloody long, much longer than this sentence) every step was a bloody pain, not literally but you get what I mean.
Basically, my feet were going to rot if I chose to walk back. So I took the bus - which wasn't really going to last a long way since it was like, only four or five bus stops.
The bus was rather crowded - it was jam packed with people. Like there's so many people packed into one bus that it was causing human jam. Not to mention it was peak hour outside so there was traffic jam as well. Which added to the irritation of everyone as they were in double whammy jammy, stuck up the bus moving like a snail.
Best of all, there was a lady standing beside me near the entrance of the bus. There's nothing funny about that, but she was wearing the stupid crap that MOELC once asked us to wear.. I forgot what you call it, but basically it was somewhat like an identification tag hanging from the neck.
In place of the identification tag, she had the EZ-link card there.
Then she was holding the bar just beside the EZ-link reader, so if you get what I mean, she was standing next to the EZ-link reader while her card dangled in front of it dangerously.
At first it meant nothing, because all I was reading was "ENTRY OK". Then some guy alighted from the front so the bus driver had to switch mode to ENTRY/EXIT at the front. The smart lady decided not to budge and OOPS. 63 cents deducted. The EZ-link reader made some noise - and presumably it was designed to make noise so these dumbos can sit up and notice.
But the thing is: 1) dumbos are called dumbos for a reason and 2) she was standing up. So she just stood there dumbly and well, the bus continued on its journey. As the bus left the stop, it changed back into "ENTRY ONLY" mode and oops, there you go, second bus trip on the 157 while never leaving the bus.
I must admit that's quite pro - I couldn't accumulate two bus trips without leaving the bus. And as they approached the next bus stop, some bright spark again decided to alight from the front. Well it changed to "ENTRY/EXIT" mode again - and oops that's your second 63 cents gone.
I was about to burst out laughing if not for the fact that my lungs were almost bursting trying to get air from that crowd. It was seriously damn crowded but I was enjoying the scene that was unfolding right in front of me. What's more the auntie had been camping there ever since I boarded the bus so goodness knows how much she had lost.
Then oops. Third stop. Re-entry.
Third exit. 63 cents deducted. She looked down, saw the reader flashing and decided not to take any more notice for it.
Erm. Fourth stop. Re-entry.
Then finally she alighted. From what I saw she had already lost 63 cents x 4 = $2.52 (yep I do practise for Maths CT on SBS Transit buses). Some joke - which meant that if she had come all the way from Jurong maybe she'd lost much more than that.
Moral of the story?
If you block the door of the bus, you won't get good karma.
And another thing:
Don't only watch your back. Watch your NECK.
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