MRT Woes 3

Have you ever encountered...

Ever felt that exiting the train is like getting squashed like a pancake.

Ever felt that exiting the train is like getting a really BAD massage

Boy! Do i have just the thing for you...


What u need is...

The Ultimate-Train-Exiting-Thing
(UTET for short)


Use the UTET efficiently by waving it through the door before exitting.
Hopefully the crowd would part like Moses parting the red sea.


If that doesn't work, prepare to

Use the UTET by gently bopping the heads of the people that are blocking your way.


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A small price to pay for your HAPPINESS.


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MRT woes 2

MRT Woes 2: Thinking of ways to create space

My favourite idea of creating space in a crowded train is stacking!

Consider this, the train height is around 2m high. The average height of a singaporean male is around 1.68m and 1.58m for a girl (go google). That's around 35 cm of wasted space per person (I didn't do the maths, it's just random averaging and estimation).

Considering that your head and neck is around 30cm, a guy's shoulder height would be around 1.4m. A girl's upper half of the body should be around 0.6m.

Thus, in the 2m tall train car, a girl can sit comfortably on a guy's shoulders, taking up ONE space instead of TWO, thus clearing more space for everyone.

One person's sacrifice is another person's gain!

Naturally, for those abnormally tall singaporeans i.e. females or males above the 1.68m height, this does not apply to them.

and no.... I'm not revealling how tall I am.

(PS: this is all said in jest and not meant to insult anyone...)

MRT woes 1

I hate taking the train when it's crowded and overpacked. I find that it brings out the worst in me, I'm normally a docile, non- violent--- that might be an understatement, I adhor violence of any kind, NORMALLY. Place me in a crowded train and someone squeezes in too close, images of pushing and shoving come to mind and I've been on the verge of carrying out my thoughts.

Luckily, there's always things that are able to amuse or entertain me and thus, I've successfully avoided being thrown into prison for now.


Example for MRT woes 1: an MRT train is a magic box


Have u ever been in a train and squashed until u can't breath? There's not even a sliver of space to move, so much so that if ever fall asleep, u will never fall as there's ppl to cushion u on every angle?





So, why a magic box? At the next stop, one person walks out of this sardine can and five people come in!

MAGIC! There is no other explanation!!!