½ naked man
It is the AM rush hour
period on 20/5/2015.
At this neighbourhood bus stop along Woodlands Ave7; this man was
running toward the bus and demanded to be allowed to board my bus.
The smile on
his face freezes, as I did not open the front door for him to board.
He is exposing himself
without fastening any button of this long sleeve shirt. I gestured to him to
button his long sleeve shirt first. He got the message and immediately,
buttoned just two top buttons from the neck down (to cover his two exposed
nipple), I opened the door to board him. What I joke.
Durian king on board
The durian king on
board; during durian session, on 20/5/2015,
right after the ½ naked man incident, this pax was carrying two plastic full of
stuff with him when he boarded the bus.
Initially, I did not
suspect anything smelly. Once the front open is closed and the air-con system
started to operate optimally, the minute, I pull off from the berth. My
wonderful smell-door is working healthy and efficiently!
At the traffic junction
stop, I looked at the rear mirror to “seek out”; Who is carrying that smelly
stuff with him or her? Since it is conceal under the seat, I could not pin
point the targetted pax that, I need to talk too.
I too love to eat
durian.
But today, I have duty to do; that is, no durian on board the bus. This
pungent smelly stuff may offend other non-durian lover.
I have to act fast and
I stopped the bus and look backwards and raise my voice a bit with some eye
contact with the pax, and said, “hi, durian is not allowed on board”. A man
pax, somehow, nodded his head in agreement and I guess, he is also shy and
immediate ring the bell to alight at the next bus stop ahead. What I relieve
for me and the rest of pax.
The marathon talker
For 90 long minutes,
from Woodlands Interchange to Jurong Point; this is the kind of pax that, it is
very troubling to me.
No matter, how hard I try to shut down my ear-door, the
noise still can penetrate into my ear drum.
This Filipina lady was
seated on the left of me and directly at the back of me. Just imaging the sound
of the (Tagalog, I suspected) been bombarded to your ear-drum for a non-stop
90mins.
I guess, she might have
missed her family member so much that, she need to talk and talk non-stop.
Dear pax, please have a thought for us BC, my safety driving is your
safety concern too. If you wish to talk non-stop, please take a seat at the
rear lah, boleh kah?.
Kissing couple
I pick up this couple
of an Indian man and a Chinese woman at Admiralty bus stop. It is close to
midnight and it is my second last trip for the PM Shift duty.
The moment they tab the
card, sat down at the “red” seat and started to kiss and hug each other. They
assume, the rest of the pax inside the bus and I are transparent and also not
forgetting that, inside the bus, there are easily 4 CCTV camera with live
recording.
Not sure, what happen
to them a couple of hours ago in the evening. Perhaps, they are in good romantic mood or
anniversary.
Whatever, the desire or “heat” at that moment, what puzzle me is
that, they continued to kiss for a short distant of just 2 bus stop and when
they alighted, no further kissing at the
bus stop but just hold hands and walk off. Strange.
The fish monger lady
Today is 21/5/2015, in the
late morning, around 1130hr, a lady, carrying two bag of NTUC’s fairprice
plastic bag, was running parallel to catch the bus.
Out of concern, I
slowed down the bus to dead speed so that, this lady can catch up with me at the
said bus stop in front.
She was thankful to
board the bus and sat at the seat concealed behind me. The moment, I closed
the front door, immediately, my smell-door could pick up the fishy smell and
the smell concentration is getting stronger by the seconds.
To get some immediate
fresh air, I opened the driver’s right side window to breathe. At that moment,
I concluded that, the fishy smell are coming from the lady just boarded the bus
earlier. So, I asked her, “aunty, is that fish or prawn, next time, please pack it more
properly or request to have more ice”.
And ask her, where will
she be alighting. Do you know, what she said to me?
She said, “4 stops from here, am I smelly right?; I am a fish
monger in the wet market nearby.”
Upon hearing what she
just told me, I was red-faced (pei sei),and in the spirit of society and
neighbourhood inclusiveness, I am a bit of remorseful by asking her the earlier
questions above.
The rest of journey, I
just have to accept it and opened the side right window to breathe.
LGBT
I have to
admit that, I am a bit “old school” on this subject.
After several round to
exposure to this type of sexual orientation, I have overcome my initial awkward
feelings to just a simple neutral feelings.
Around late evening, as
I approached a bus stop in Taman Jurong, as usual, I will look deep and hard at
the bus stop to see whether anyone wishes to take my service or not.
I saw, this 2 “ L” were
kissing away at the bus stand.
They beckon for the bus and I took them to BLI
(Jurong Point). Beside this Taman Jurong incident, at Marsiling Rise bus stop
there is also 2 “ L”. I have studied them for a while, and now, I think, I can
now tell who has more “maleness” or “femaleness”
in their role as “L” couple.
The “maleness” one will dress and have a body structure of a man
and usually have a flatter chest. And I really still do not understand, they
choice of seat for “L” couple, is the front seat of the bus and the “G”
couple will go straight to the back, the
rear corner of the bus.
Again,
fyi, there is 4-CCTV live recording in the bus cabin to capture all your
actions.
Stop right here
The old woodland road,
built some 50years ago; some of its bus stop bay and cutout is small to get the
bus to be aligned parallel to the pavement of the bus stop stand along this very old road.
It was a Sunday
morning. I stopped the bus some 5M from where, this pax is standing or waiting.
The minute he came on board, he was swearing the 4LW-F* to me.
I looked at
him, and asked him, what is your problem that, you need to walk a few step more?
and why are you swearing at me ?
He said he is late to
work and there is no taxi on site, so because of that, he can shouted at me
with F* and demanding that, I must stop the bus right in front of him. I told
him, you have no right to scold me in this manner;
I immediately gave him
my mobile number to him and I told him,
if next time, you are late, you can call this number, and I will get my son to
drive my own car to pick him up. He was silence for the rest of journey. As he
is alighting at Woodlands ICA, I kept an eye on him and he just look and walk
straight to Johore.
Courier pax
I was travelling along
near Jurong Yihua market ( in late 2014, unfortunately, my colleague with svc
187, did ran over and killed an elderly chinese man here; the body parted into
2-halve!).
This type of
pax is pretty smart.
About to reach their
intended bus stop, the bell is rang. she got up from her seat, walked to the
rear door opening, but did not alight, but to hand over whatever stuff with her
to another person waiting at that bus stop. once done, she gait back to her seat and continued the
journey. Cool.
Postman
When I
was growing up, the ubiquitous red cylindrical letter box is easily noticeable.
This day, I too find it
difficult to locate one when in urgent need to post a letter.
What this man did, is
very interesting; he stopped the bus in Admiralty MRT bus stop, tab is card
while alighting, did a 100M sprint to the letter box and sprint back again and
board the bus from the front. Because of the limitation of the fare card
system (program algorithm, I suspect). When he re-tab, his card, the system will show only, “exit okay”.
I also do not have SOP
on this immediate second-fare charging; and I just let him take the bus and
continue his journey to WRI for FOC.
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