The daily train

I used to take the MRT almost every day during the latter part of my college days. It was an efficient way for me to get from the south to the university. My travel time was cut only by half an hour, and I had to change transport modes four times, but that was preferable to having sit side-by-side with creepy crawlies that roamed freely on the buses for at least two hours.

Once I started working, however, there no longer was any reason for me to use the train on a regular basis. Sure, I had to get on it occasionally, but always on lean hours.

A month after the train became my primary mode of transportation to and from work (to mostly anywhere, actually), I’ve come to certain conclusions.

  1. I miss the shuttle rides to and from the office. Yes, I had to be at the terminals at a certain hour, but everything else was so effortless. My travel time and expenses are pretty much predictable, and the only thing I have to deal with is my refusal to wake up early on some days.
  2. Filipinos have a very discordant attitude toward public transport, trains in particular. They whine incessantly about people refusing to move away from the doors, even if they themselves do the same thing. They ignore all rules on propriety and shove their way in and out of the crowd and into the train, and then protest loudly when passengers in the next station do the exact same thing.

    And I say they because I haven’t acclimatized well enough to pick up this nasty habit. To give credit, I’ve seen a number of passengers who act (and probably feel) the same way I do.

  3. If I were slightly more evil and actually be capable of acting out my thoughts, I would have pushed a lot of whiny, bitchy women down the tracks. I need to be strong enough too, to ensure that they do fall off the platform and not sway precariously back to where they were and throw their nagging selves at me.

    I didn’t say I wasn’t evil. Just not as evil. Oh but there are days I wish I were.

I could take the bus. But I don’t want to. I’d take vicious women over creepy crawlies any day. I’m sure I’d get used to them. Maybe I just have to be like this woman I was beside with on the platform last night, happily listening to her music and standing her ground, ignoring the madness that was going on around her.

7 Comments

  1. y-slaybelle says:

    Ooh! I’m an everyday train girl din. I do two things regularly:

    1. When a train arrives and I’m the nearest to the door, I STAND THERE AND DON’T GO IN until everyone exiting has done so. Just better for everyone, and people lose not more than 10 seconds I’m sure. If anyone gets annoyed, I get a strange thrill out of it, haha.

    2. I stay on the right side when I use the stairs,

  2. aimee rae says:

    “1. When a train arrives and I’m the nearest to the door, I STAND THERE AND DON’T GO IN until everyone exiting has done so. Just better for everyone, and people lose not more than 10 seconds I’m sure. If anyone gets annoyed, I get a strange thrill out of it, haha.”

    Oh yeah, I get a strange thrill out of that too. What I also do is hug my bag in such a way that my elbows extend out on

  3. Joel Ramos says:

    Haha! college days, back when the mrt was relatively new. I haven’t been on an mrt for a long time now. Just remember put your back against the wall, Protect the bag and push when you have to.

    Wait, isn’t there a part of the mrt specifically for women and old folks only?

  4. aimee rae says:

    “Wait, isn’t there a part of the mrt specifically for women and old folks only?”

    Yes, and it is this part of the train I am talking about.

  5. alan says:

    ooohh aimee.

    i do not recommend the bus for you. there are just as many bitches there. hehehe

    -alan

    ps
    did you receive my birthday greeting for you?

  6. aimee rae says:

    Yeah I did. Thanks! 🙂

  7. Avatart says:

    Good thing you still live in the Philippines right?

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