Talking about being charitable....
I bumped into a girl outside an MRT station while I was running
late for work. She fell onto the ground, looking very unwell, but
still conscious. She asked whether there is a bus number XXX. She
said she needed to go home at Bukit Batok to have her medication
injected for her diabetes.
I told her there is no such bus number. MRT will be a lot faster
(we were just outside MRT). One auntie who happened to pass by,
also suggested taking MRT. She gave this girl a candy to make her
feel better.
The girl insisted on knowing where to take bus number xxx.
Seeing the girl not even able to stand up straight, I offered to
send her home. She said dun wan, still insisted on taking a bus (in
her this kind of condition). Then the auntie said "Ya lor. send you
back lah" The girl screamed damn LOUDLY at us, telling us to
scram.
I was like... "what the fish?" The whole world was looking at me
and the auntie, as if we were harassing the girl.
