People I hate to ride in a public transport with
1) Foreign workers A
Banglas, Indians from India, Vietnamese, Nepali, Chinese from China, Thai. (Indons spared coz they’re fairly quiet)
Reason: They are bloody noisy. They just have to hold a village meeting wherever they go. Can’t shut the fuck up for even a second.
2) Foreign workers B
Banglas, Indon, Indians from India, Nepali.
Reason: They probably never heard of “bath”. The bathing ones probably never heard of “soap” and “shampoo”. Their armpit is more fatal than 10 hadoukens.
3) Noisy kids + Parents who can’t care less
It’s ok that kids are noisy, but parents who can’t be arsed to keep the kid’s toe in line are just terrible. I’m lucky to have an understanding parent sitting beside me. She’s got 2 kids in tow and yet she keeps them in check. But I still have Type A foreign workers in front of and behind me. =_=
4) Pasar aunties
Who are the pasar aunties? They are aunties who lament about oh-woe-is-me-because-the-price-of-kangkong-just-went-up-by-10cents. They lament about how terrible their child is for running around staying out late everyday in bad company. They talk about which brand of detergent is better. And they do all of that as though they’re broadcasting to the whole [insert public place/transport].
5) Ringtone/phone mp3 broadcasters
This could be anyone. Indons, Chinese, Malay pakciks, ANYONE.
They can’t stop showing off the new ringtone [mind you, the 3310 type ringtone. Yes, even in this day and age] or the new mp3 songs he downloaded yesterday. They just have to play it for the whole to hear. I’m sorry but, I’m not friggin’ interested in your ahbeng/ahpek songs. So stop assuming other people are actually enjoying your “music”.
6) Loud talking ahbengs.
Dude, I’m not interested in knowing how wide your curse word vocab is! And stop talking about how cibai the other Ah Seng is or how chio your BengMobile is!
7) Primary schoolgirls
Yeah you read me right. Primary schoolgirls. I’ve been thru that stage, and it’s only now I know how retarded and how annoying it was to other grown-ups. Them boasting and comparing properties/parents/Barbie doll collection that prolly don’t exist. Zzzzzzzz…
I think for now that concludes it. My muse? The Banglas surrounding me. T_T
1 comments:
Oh please add:
8) Preachers
Those who sit down beside you looking all innocent till they start preaching the way of life, and the goodness of some sort of religion. And they'll go on and on and on... till they get down. Oh and before they get down, they'll ask for your telephone number. And you can't give them a fake one, bcos they'll ask you to misscall on the spot. And when you thought the horror is over the moment you get off the train, they begin to call you the next day! Gosh.. Scary! [This is what happened to me in my 13hour ride back. -.-" ]
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