Trains now are more packed than ever and the morning rush hour is so horrendous, as if waking up early is not bad enough. Can’t imagine how it is going to be like when the Circle Line is up. What’s the big fat deal of increasing the frequency of the trains? People would just like to squeeze into the earliest train that could take them to their destinations! The train arrives every minute in the morning, but the crowd just never seems to go away.
Why aren’t MRTs in Singapore the same as those in Tokyo? Tokyo’s ones have the seats folded up during peak hours and will only lay down for its commuters to sit on after 10am. Sure, being an elder, pregnant and/or injured (or all of the above, which you probably shouldn't be heading out anywhere at all) may cause inconveniences. But if Tokyo, with its aging population and all, has no qualms doing that, I don’t see why Singapore can’t do the same too. Such trains can squeeze in so much more commuters and disperse the crowds faster. They also have only-female carriages during peak hours that I think is really damn relevant! Which brings me to...
This pervert I met 2 days in a row during the morning rush hour on the freaking MRT carriage.
He looked disgustingly perverted (yes, I believe that there’s a pervert-look now, after seeing him. He's the definition of pervert). Beady leery eyes behind his glasses, weak chin, slopping shoulders, a twitching thin line-of-a-smile to himself as his lusty perverted eyes feast on the neck and shoulders of this lady who was standing in front of him.
It became all the more apparent that he moved around wherever the lady moved to and stood closely behind her. And the whole time, I had my own eyes fixated on him. When his eyes managed to tear away their gaze from the skin of that lady, and met the coldest eyes I could muster, he realized that I know what he was trying to do. He backed off a little from that lady but only for a little while. ARGH!
I doubt he recognized me from the day before though – PERVERT! He was trying to be funny with me then (he didn't think that I could see him leering in the reflection of the windows on the MRT doors and feeling slight contact with my butt) but I moved BEHIND him when I got the chance. Took a good hard look at him.
I never thought that I would see him the next day. Hey, how suay can I (and he too. I probably ruined his daily fix) get? Same train, same time, at the same bleeding carriage for the second day?
I was really angry during the entire ride. I had racing thoughts whether I should confront him, or let the lady know, what I should say, would he try to be funny to me again, would he kill me, what I should do. But all I could do was to stare at him sternly, hoping that he would just back off and behave himself.
Should I be ashamed of myself? Because, I really felt like telling this creep off. But I’m too much of a scaredy cat who considers too much. :(
JX’s response to this: “You don’t be a kuku and act hero.”
My friend at work said: “Sometimes it’s better to be safer because you don’t know what that guy will do to you if you confront him.”
But... if I were the victim, wouldn’t you have hoped that someone would stand up for me and tell that creep off?
Why aren’t MRTs in Singapore the same as those in Tokyo? Tokyo’s ones have the seats folded up during peak hours and will only lay down for its commuters to sit on after 10am. Sure, being an elder, pregnant and/or injured (or all of the above, which you probably shouldn't be heading out anywhere at all) may cause inconveniences. But if Tokyo, with its aging population and all, has no qualms doing that, I don’t see why Singapore can’t do the same too. Such trains can squeeze in so much more commuters and disperse the crowds faster. They also have only-female carriages during peak hours that I think is really damn relevant! Which brings me to...
This pervert I met 2 days in a row during the morning rush hour on the freaking MRT carriage.
He looked disgustingly perverted (yes, I believe that there’s a pervert-look now, after seeing him. He's the definition of pervert). Beady leery eyes behind his glasses, weak chin, slopping shoulders, a twitching thin line-of-a-smile to himself as his lusty perverted eyes feast on the neck and shoulders of this lady who was standing in front of him.
It became all the more apparent that he moved around wherever the lady moved to and stood closely behind her. And the whole time, I had my own eyes fixated on him. When his eyes managed to tear away their gaze from the skin of that lady, and met the coldest eyes I could muster, he realized that I know what he was trying to do. He backed off a little from that lady but only for a little while. ARGH!
I doubt he recognized me from the day before though – PERVERT! He was trying to be funny with me then (he didn't think that I could see him leering in the reflection of the windows on the MRT doors and feeling slight contact with my butt) but I moved BEHIND him when I got the chance. Took a good hard look at him.
I never thought that I would see him the next day. Hey, how suay can I (and he too. I probably ruined his daily fix) get? Same train, same time, at the same bleeding carriage for the second day?
I was really angry during the entire ride. I had racing thoughts whether I should confront him, or let the lady know, what I should say, would he try to be funny to me again, would he kill me, what I should do. But all I could do was to stare at him sternly, hoping that he would just back off and behave himself.
Should I be ashamed of myself? Because, I really felt like telling this creep off. But I’m too much of a scaredy cat who considers too much. :(
JX’s response to this: “You don’t be a kuku and act hero.”
My friend at work said: “Sometimes it’s better to be safer because you don’t know what that guy will do to you if you confront him.”
But... if I were the victim, wouldn’t you have hoped that someone would stand up for me and tell that creep off?
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P.S.: My mom's response (best!): "Take your handphone out and take a picture of him trying to be funny!" To that, I gave a deadpanned look and said, "And what do I do with that picture?", thinking that she probably wanted me to go to the police station and be a righteous citizen by reporting the pervert. She said, "Wait for him to ask you what you were trying to do!"
-_-
And then? But I didn't bother to ask her anymore. Didn't see it getting anywhere.
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And then? But I didn't bother to ask her anymore. Didn't see it getting anywhere.
3 comments:
hahah..ure mom's very funny..i thought she was gonna say..put it up on STOMP!
noe what my friend did when this pervert ah pek purposely seat on her skirt?
"Uncle,ni zhuo sai wo de skirt hen jiu le.ni yao bu yao qi lai!
She said it damn loudly to embarass e ah pek.
HAHAHA!But tt needs lots of courage.Still safety is impt lah!=)
Kum> Ya, my mom has always the most unexpected responses to each situation. I can't fathom her mind works sometimes. Different frequencies. Hahaha...
Qi> But at least your friend didn't get touched right? I think this perv was going around touching ladies' backsides with his lower body. Sicko.
Really damn angry. You will feel like beating him up if you see him. And that's even when you don't know he's a perverted molester.
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