Grumblings

It’s Friday and I finally have some free time to myself. A whirlwind week again and I stayed past 6pm. Sigh. Luckily, people here don’t work late like past 7pm. However, it’s not nice being the last person in my office leaving for home and feeling miserable because I am stuck at work and the sun has set. Argh.

Staying back at work makes me feel grouchy too and if I get to the MRT station and have to wait 5 mins or more, my mood will turn black. Can’t SMRT understand that we are just super eager to get home and laze on the sofa? To make things worse, the MRT will be super crowded and people will not move to the middle. Recently, I have taken to pushing my way into the middle of the carriage or even asking people to move in. If the train is crowded and packed, I will wait but don’t let me see a big pocket of space somewhere and everyone is stuck at the dumb door. I will suddenly turn into an uncouth monster and broadcast to the other people to move. By broadcasting, I mean I will speak LOUDLY. And thereafter show a bloody black face. The most irritating thing that I have seen to date is a family with many kids and a pram with them but the kid is not sitting in the pram. For goodness sake, during rush hour, you leave a big pram in the middle?! Can’t you just bloody fold it up and not obstruct space??? After awhile, the family got up to leave with the mother pushing the empty pram in a super packed carriage and everyone had to try to make way. For an empty pram. Some people are just brainless.

Yes, more grumbling. Lifts! I hate it when there are funny pockets of space left in the lift and no one wants to move in. I will and I have done it before, asked people to move in and pushed my way through. Sorry but I do like to irritate people. By and large, Singaporeans do not have much courtesy! Horrible.