How many of us give up out seats immediately when we see a pregnant lady coming in? Or an elderly man? This seat giving problem has always been in everyone’s mind. To give or not to give? I thought about this subject when I read Waikit’s blog.
There are many questions that come into one’s mind when you give up your seat. One of them is, “Do I have enough time to get to the needy person and give my seat to him/her, before another overly enthusiastic youth sprints and plants himself onto the seat as if superglue has been used on his/her ass?”
Since I’m on this subject, can I take some time to tell people that it is possible for a person to not see a pregnant lady? Well, today I just encountered this situation myself. A lady was blocking another pregnant lady so I did not notice her buldging belly. She boarded the mrt at City Hall. I only realized her presence when I’m halfway to Bugis. What should I do then? I just stood up since I’m about to alight anyway. Should I have went up to her and say “I’m sorry for not noticing you earlier but here’s your seat?” I don’t really know.
Since we all know that sometimes it is possible to overlook the person in front of you because you are in deep thought, then surely it is unfair for other MRT people to take your photo and send it to Stomp, accusing you of not letting the needy sit? Well I did not get Stomped of course, but I felt that this shaming has gone too far. I, for one, am always in my castle in the air in the mrt. Thus sometimes I will not notice. So don’t blame me for not noticing.
Another MRT irritant is the person who sports the latest handphone which allows you to play music loudly. This handphone is designed for people to enjoy the music together during gatherings, but it is abused to the point where SMRT has got free music playing in the trains. Well, some of us really do appreciate our peace and quiet time on the trains, and we don’t really like your brand of music. Unless of course you feel that since no one says anything means nothing is wrong, of which I will start playing some funeral music on the train.
The last MRT irritant is already mentioned in the above paragraphs. He or she is the one with the camera phone. The one who likes to take your photo and MMS it to Stomp, hoping to get some reward for the information. It is truly irritating for your picture to be taken in broad daylight without you knowing. It is more irritating to be labeled as something you are not.