Saturday, July 23, 2005

The Tall Man

No, I'm not talking about a tall man. I'm talking about the third finger, aka, the middle finger, aka known as Tall Man.

You see, today I was driving on a fairly empty flyover. There were a few other cars ahead of me all going at a safe speed. Until then, some crazy biker with his gf in tow overtook me and cut into the space of the car about 10m from me. While the biker was overtaking, his gf was showing the tall man to the driver of that car! I was appalled!!! What was that for?!

Here I go again - so much for courtesy in the Little Red Dot. I'm sorry to say this but courtesy in the Little Red Dot is as little as the red dot is on the map. I've mentioned this in an earlier post on this blog but I have to say it again. I'm not expecting people to hold the door for me at the mall or anything like that but hey, for common sense sake, isn't it only sensible to hold the door when there is someone who is just 30cm behind you, instead of letting the door slam onto the poor someone's face?! I mean, that's basic courtesy, isn't it?

The mentality in this Little Red Dot is laughable. I don't know how I lived here all these years. I noticed, though, that I've only come to pay attention to such details after having lived and travlled overseas. It's a great big world out there and it's really sad to know that dwellers of the Little Red Dot think or are made to think that anything they see or anything that happens on this little space is phenomenal.

Then again, I count myself lucky and blessed to have the opportunity to be able to set my eyes on elsewhere outside this Little Red Dot. There are, of course, a portion of people overseas who are rude and perhaps, worse. I don't know. I shall start thinking about my little retirement retreat somewhere in the Lake District (that is, if the Second Coming of Christ is another 100 years from now).

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