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Friday, August 3, 2007

ok today me and anger go jiang right and we were downright insulted by this road sweeper.im not scorning at him but im just disgusted by his tone of voice and his limited choice of vocabulary blatantly displayed in front of so many tourists and the prying eyes of nosy singaporeans.

me and anger was waiting to cross the traffic light directly opposite bugis village.the red man was displayed but pple were crossing.ok fine its not the main point.then anger said eh dont cross ah.ok well i said ok but i mimed walking on the spot with my elbows bended and started marching.haha.it was all lally-doo until this road sweeper came to "talk" to us.it was abit more than talk kaes.he was speaking in this insinuating voice of his and was like condemning us like we murdered and mutilated someone and will be sinned for life never to reincarnate like that.ok not that extreme but the hidden meaning was ABC-ed obvious.

he started saying things like cross la cross la.later die i am the one to pick up your body.i ask you which normal person would say such a psycotic and disturbing thing.strange.eccentric.ok then no cars again and the red man still refuse to swap places with the green.so pple started crossing the road maybe to run away from the rambling man.and it was kind of rush hour.ok me and anger never cross ok.we stuck to anger's beliefs and also decided to spite him by staying there.then he see so many pple cross then he said to us: " cross la why dont want!huh.cross la.cross la." wah this one is like the most qian bian part!so i cross la.i felt like shouting to him : " cross jiu cross la.die also my problem right!" wth la.i was damn pissed!so i give him the oh-my-god-whats-your-problem look and strutted across the road.ok la walked la.but i wanted to strut and whip my hair across his face la! then anger came after that when the green light finally came on!and guess wad.he came to the middle of the road and wailed to the whole wide world his signature cry :" cross la cross la" while waving his hands all over the place! we almost went to make a police report on harassment!but we were kind of rushing for tuition!

ya la you may say like maybe he had a really touchy incident about traffics and speeding cars.but first we did not even intend to cross at first.even though i jay-walked half way it was under his immense pressure and stress of his hypnotising raving chant of "walk la walk la"
and he could have told us nicely right.like i think you should wait for the green man to come on before crossing,ok at least somewhere along the lines la.and we dint even intend to jay-walk at first.what's his problem.cant he differentiate between walking on the spot and actual walking.can he differentiate between a stationary medium and a moving medium(in terms of distance travelled).and can he not differentiate between me bouncing up and down and me walking straight.my god!

and that is why singapore kindness week and courtesy campaigns always never work despite being established years ago.and it is this person's attitude that makes us think that no wonder pple said that singaporeans are rude.criticisms itself is ok.but insulting and demeaning insults like that is like a straight go-to-hell man.

and he chose to work at bugis! a tourists' hotspot! thee blatant irony!