September 23, 2007

I am SO sorry.

There are a few rules, laws, regulation... whatever you call those things that the state or some authority tells you to do or not to do... that I constantly break. Almost everytime.

The first must be not putting on my seatbelt when travelling in cars. I just don't. 'Cos my dad doesn't too. He was a cabbie for like, 30 years of his life, and the only time you hear his selt belt goes 'click' is when there're police-stop checks 20m ahead. So, I grew up understanding that "seat belts just make you feel restricted and uncomfortable and if you just keep to most of the other traffic rules, you should be just fine without buckling your seatbelt" (Yea, my dad's teaching). However, however, (if I'm in the front seat) I do buckle my seatbelt if I allow my life to be in the hands of drivers whom I'm not that familiar with (e.g. my boss or just some friend of friend, etc). Oh, and I most definitely buckle my seatbelt even if I'm in the rear seat when Kynthia's driving. It's pertinent. No joke.

The other whatever-you-call-it that I often break is the one that tells you not to eat or drink on buses. I don't consume cooked food on buses, ever since after university. But drinking? Yes, I do. I give tuition, right. Sometimes, the only time I can actually save myself before my skin begins to shrink and I see 2 or 3 suns is during the time when I transit from one tuition place to another place. So, I get my drink and I drink. Then, the bus comes. And everyone knows how slow I consume anything, so... *shrugs* That's my feeble line of defence.

And this was what happened earlier today when I finished the last third of my can of Pokka Peppermint Green Tea on board bus 166...

Big-sized fellow male commuter gets ready to alight.
I was standing, in his way, before the exit. So, I shifted and leaned inwards to give some space (bus was rather crowded too).
Big-sized fellow male commuter was nearing me. He's about a head taller than me too.
I was just beginning to think he's getting too near my back since I've given ample space behind me for him to move.
As he passed behind me, very deliberately slow, he turned and said in a voice that was meant to be heard, "No eating and drinking on trains and in buses." Very hostile tone.
I was still shocked from his head towering behind me and his bag rubbing against my butt.
He alighted before I could respond.

Hmm...

Ok! Guilty as charged (but quite shameless about it). So... what do you want me to do? Apologise to the whole bus?

Fyi, the bus driver saw me holding the can when I boarded the bus. He didn't say anything. Doesn't absolve me, I know. So, tell you what. I'd apologise to the whole world through my blog.

I AM SO SORRY FOR ALWAYS DRINKING ON THE BUSES. (I don't do that on trains as much...)

Posted by 杏 cy （Jancy） at 18:37