Can't live with it, can't live without it. I hate the MRT for so many reasons, but I need it for so many other ones too. Anyhow, here's what got me annoyed:- Graceless Singaporeans. See, they put those yellow lines so that we'd, you know, have somewhere to stand when we're giving way to passengers coming out from the train. But, of course, no one ever pays attention to the yellow lines, and everyone's all "each for his own".
I'd be standing behind the yellow lines, and I swear, as the train pulls into the station, people move directly into the path marked out for the passengers to alight. Even if I was standing there before them. They just move around me, sometimes unhappily, as if I was doing something wrong by allowing the poor people in the train to get off first.
Well, whatever. Things like that just get me pissed everytime I take the MRT during peak hour, but I assume it's too much to ask for, given our kiasu mentality.
And what's with the sand in Sentosa? It's sticks to everything! They don't have grains of sand... it's like flakes of ... who knows what. So hard to brush off.
:: nimezs @ 11:26 pm [+] ::
