Monday, March 2, 2009

The Power Pack Auntie

you should respect, admire and love the elder the way they are.

i was at the bus stop at Changi Cargo Complex, waiting for the Woodlands Transport. it's a complicated situation, so i shall not explain why i was waiting for that bus (hahaha).

then came an auntie of aboout 50~60yrs of age that was asking for directions. she asked me if i was waiting for the blue colour bus (which is WT bus actually). then she happily sat down beside me and started talking about what she was doing there. the general info i got was...

1. this is her first day of work
2. this is her first time going to the work place herself
3. she is supposed to work 2.30 to 5.30pm, but she can go earlier and be dismissed earlier
4. she lives at Chai Chee, and coming her takes her about an hour
5. which means her employer was lying when he said it's very fast
6. she took bus 9 and "passed bedok, simei, tampines, pasir ris, and loyang"
7. she took the bus at 12.30pm and reached at 1.30pm (she decided to go out earlier just in case)
8. she works on mon wed and fri
9. her wage is 200+ per mth
10. she is working as a toilet cleaner
11. apparently this is one of her side jobs
12. she works at Kerry Logistics
13. she doesn't know how to get to ALPS avenue via Tanah Merah route woodlands' transport

this much information was divulged to me while i was waiting for the woodlands transport. O__O

but that actually isn't very much the main point of what i wanted to say.

what i wanted to say, is actually very close to our (namely, the writer me and the readers) hearts.

she was telling me something, and then after ending a sentence, she stayed silent. which is perfectly normal.

until i felt the chair beneath my ass tremble in a steady but powerful rhythm with the sound of crashing waves and the harbinger of doom.

i turned to look at her...

she did not even turn to look at me.

in fact, she had this completely oblivious and "of course it's natural" kinda face.

and 5 seconds later she continued to divulge more personal information (refer to the above 13 points and repeat each point 4 times).

...

we parted ways and she thanked me like i was the only one to turn to for this extreme dilemma of a bus called Woodlands Transport.

well, i thank you dear friend, for resulting in a post such as this. you have my gratitude.

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