There’s something very wrong with the people in Singapore
I’ve been working here for a while now. For a while, as in like almost 3 years.
And you know, there is something very wrong with the people in Singapore.
Well, initially I wanted to say that there is something very wrong with Singaporeans but I suppose that is quite an unfair statement to make since the people I observed may not necessarily be Singaporeans. They can be from Malaysia or from China or from India or from Thailand or from Indonesia, they can be from anywhere.
Singapore is becoming almost like London. Any kind of people also got.
And here’s what I’ve noticed.
The people in Singapore are very into looking good outside. It appears that all they ever care about is where’s the best place to shop, what makes a great handbag, what brands are classy, from hairclips, to nail polish. They are like plastics. And I’m not referring to just girls, even guys here are so vain. They check their reflection in the mirror, they care about what brand of bags they carry, even right down to the brand of slippers.
I’m not saying it’s wrong. In fact, there is nothing wrong in wanting to look good.
The problem is, they all look good outside, but inside’s like SHIT. TAHI. CRAP.
I have, on several occasions, observed that most people dressed office-like with shirts and ties and dresses and smart looking are the worst. These are the least gentleman and the least polite and least civic minded.
These are the people who stand right in front of MRT doors and block the fucking way and think they are so great.
These are the people who continue to *tit* out eventhough on the otherside, a person in a wheelchair is waiting for his chance to *tit* in, at the bigger MRT exit lanes, specially catered for families with baby prams and the disabled. Well READ THE FUCKING SIGN! GIVE WAY TO THE DISABLED AND BABY TROLLEYS!
These are the people who complain loudly in the MRT when that admin girl in the office doesn’t cooperate and as if the world is going to end.
These are the fucktards who pretend to sleep in the MRT with their eyelids closed yet still battling, so that they can pretend not to see an old man or pregnant woman stand in front of them, and they don’t have to give up their seats.
These are the people whom, when you say “Good night” to them they say “Thank you”. What kinda fuck is that reply?
These are the people who will squeeze from the side of the escalator just to get ahead of you first, as though they are rushing but they are not cos they stood on the left side.
These are the people who will squeeze from your side to go out of the MRT first eventhough you are already standing right in front of the MRT door and about to go out.
And these are the people who spend hundreds and hundreds of dollars on clothings and shoes and perfumes, thousands of dollars in cosmetics and make ups and slimming packages, but has NO MANNERS, NO CIVIC MINDEDNESS, NO CLASS, NO BRAINS, NO COMMON SENSE, NOTHING.
See? Money can’t buy you everything.
Alright, finished whining.
