A Bizarre Bus Ride

Technically, this is not a short story as this is just a retelling of what happened yesterday. lol. I just wanted to share this cos I found the event quite odd.

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Usually, I take the bus directly from my university after my school day ends. However, that day, I had different plans, which was to visit the library to pay my overdue fines (of which was not a fault of mine) and while I was there, borrow some books. Due to an unfortunate server problem, I was not able to log into my Library account online so I could not renew my books as a result. Thus I incurred a library fine. Sometimes, it is hard to expect what will happen in the future. I assumed that I was able to log into my account with no problem so I withheld the renewal of my books till the end of the day that I had to return them. It is these kinds of things that make you lose your cool and just assume that the world is out against you. Nevertheless, I eventually clung to my positivism and think that this whole episode is a blessing in disguise.

That aside, when I took the bus, I had to alight at the nearest MRT station. The bus ride was considerably long as it took around nine bus stops. When I boarded the bus, I managed to find a pair of vacant seats. I wanted to move in to sit next to the window but there was a small amount of unknown liquid on that seat. Instantly, I remembered the well-known news report where a lady sat on an MRT seat that was stained with a harmful chemical thinking that it was harmless mineral water. As such, I decided not to move in and risk the unfortunate events happening to me. I definitely wouldn't want to go home with a huge hole on my pants or being admitted to the hospital or WORSE, having whatever that would happen to me be reported in local news.

Nearing my destination, I noticed that no one pressed the bell to signal for the bus to stop. Since it was the bus stop near the MRT station, a lot of ppl will surely alight at that stop. So since no one took the initiative, I reached out to press the bell and when I did, some were looking at my direction, presumably to look who was the actual saviour so that they would not have to go to the trouble of pressing the bell themselves. And the funniest and the most bizarre part was that people were rising from their seats to leave the bus first. And I was like thinking 'who was the one who actually had the guts to press the bell'. Obviously, the hero had to allow others to alight first since they clearly seemed to be in a hurry.