Passenger Tales

Earlier, I was on my way to Medical City to deliver my specimen. I caught a non-aircon bus because it was the first transpo available and I had to get to the hospital as soon as possible. When I got on the bus, I was the only one standing. I positioned myself in the middle of the bus and was waiting for one of the guys sitting in the nearby seats to offer me their seat. But alas, there was no such gentleman. I was very philosophical about it since I espouse equality of the sexes. So that means that guys have equal rights to the seats. It was so hot and traffic was so heavy. What was supposed to be a 5 minute ride turned into a 20. Anyway, I was standing and holding on tightly to the back of somebody else’s seat in order to stay upright when I felt a tap on my arm and a guy said “Ate.” When I turned, he gestured to the seat he vacated. When I saw the guy, I thought, “How dare you call me ate, you look older than me.” Hehe. I forgot to thank him when I declined his offer because I was still reeling from the shock of being called ate. It was inconvenient for me to take a seat when I was already near my destination. Anyway, I was very polite (except for forgetting to say thank you) when I turned down his offer. Well, chivalry is not yet dead, just very slow to manifest itself.