Today, I was awaken by my mum’s voice. She was nagging me to use the toilet. After had a warm shower, I was again scolded regarding some financial matters. What a Lousy way to start a day!
When I get down, e bus had already come! Although I boarded the bus, it wasn’t a marvellous sight, because my EZ-link card could not be read by the DUMB machine! Without coins in my pocket, I was compelled to alight and head to hougang MRT for explanation.
Upon reaching the control station, I was disgusted by some rotten service. Instead of solving my card problem, I was pissed off by the INDIAN’s “corrupted card”! She even asked me to wait till 10am for the service counter to open, forgetting I had school to attend. With a ungrateful ‘thanks’, I hurried away in a rage.
As travelling by bus is cheaper than train, I exchange for coins from a coffeeshop. However, the uncle only changed my new $2 bill for coins that is just sufficient for 1 trip! Boarding bus 27, I thought my day would turn for the better. To my dismay, an inconsiderate MALAY with a cigarette stench snatched away my privacy by forcing himself into the seat beside me.
Next, the journey to school was comforting as Shan Hui was with me. When I reached my class, I could bear anymore longer so I confided my sad story with P12. Alas, I was reprimanded for talking too much. Realistically, I was lectured for all lessons—1st period, pardoned for Chem, Bio (caught for not sitting with classmates), Lunch, GP (have to stand throughout the lessons, as I was late for class), and PE.
To make matters worse, I can’t go Yishun to replace my card, I have to go Sembawang. Also, I have to go toa payoh for a haircut and meet 3 guys for CG. Upon reaching S., I was once again pissed by a SMRT guy who only pointed to the direction, without any emotions or respond, when I requested for help POLITELY!
I’m so upset with the Singapore’s service industry!
At the counter, I not only hand over my card, I left my 45min n my handsome passport picture! SO I went loitering around Sunplaza. Out of desperation, I entered a Salon n ask for a haircut. Now, this is truly nightmare!
I remembered telling the hairdresser to cut layered, never slope. Yet! To my HORROR, when I wear my specs, it was very Ugly! The worst haircut ever! $19 is what I paid for it!
God, why?
Atonished and confused Luke
