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i guess not many of u around when the buses in singapore were green and red

Posted: November 13th, 2009 | Author: Anonymous | Filed under: Uncategorized | Tags: , , , , | 1 Comment »

Decades ago, the SBS buses were green and red, had bus drivers and bus conductors — you pay them in cash and they give you a little paper ticket, buses shake rattle and rolled all the way, no air con, no TV Mobile. Once the bus I was on really shook and rattled more than usual. 10 minutes into the ride, there was a huge “thunk” sound — like something dropped on the road, and the bus sputtered to a stop. Some parts of the bus had fallen off the bus and was lying in the middle of the road. Howz that for crazy commuting. We passengers had to gingerly get off the bus and dash to the other side of the road and trekked our way to the next bus stop.

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Move Over

Posted: November 1st, 2009 | Author: Anonymous | Filed under: Uncategorized | Tags: , | No Comments »

Not so much of a story but I guess a bit of a rant.

I can’t understand the people who sit in an empty row of seats on the bus and instead of sliding in towards the window, they maintain their position in the aisle seat. Now this doesn’t pose much of a problem on empty trains or off-peak hours, but there’s been numerous times I’ve seen when the bus gets full and there’s people standing all around while the lone empty window seat remains unoccupied, all the while the aisle seat elitist appears to not have a clue as to what’s going on.

Move Over.

Don’t make me crawl over you to sit down.

Move Over.

Or at least get up to let someone get into the window seat.

Additionally, what happens to people’s basic etiquette on the bus? When I happen to be seated in an aisle seat (and of course there’s someone seated in the window seat) and the window seat occupant’s stop arrives, more times than not, instead of a polite “excuse me”, “out please” or even “move” all I get is the person pressing his/her body into mine alerting me that they want out.

Perhaps I should become the reverse “aisle seat elitist” and instead make people climb over me to get out.

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