Are you familiar with “123”?

If not, well, you landed on the right site…

1,2,3 is a term used when you skipped on paying any public utility vehicle. Frequent victims of these are the jeepney drivers— at least for me… (Yes, sad but true…)

For two days now I have been on a jeepney with those kinds of people. How do I know it? Oh well… Its as simple as pretending that you rode on the wrong jeep, you got off then poof!!!

YOUR FARE IS AS GOOD AS FREE… or IS FREE— I may say.

“Para, Mali pala ako ng nasakyan…” one man said.

“Monumento ba ito? Ay! Para na!” another man said.

What a STYLE!!!

Then the driver would just scratch his head, grab the wheel tighter, look at the mirror and then say…

“Nakalibre ka lang eh!!!”

Just like that…

AN INSTANT FREE RIDE!

People nowadays… tsk. tsk. tsk.

God knows HUDAS not pay!!!

*photos are from here and here

Kanina, habang ako ay nakasakay sa pampasaherong dyip at binabaybay ko ang aking byaheng pauwi, may isang musmos na batang sumakay sa dyip at nagpunas ng mga maduduming sapatos (o tsinelas) ng mga pasaherong nananahimik (o natutulog) at nakatingin sa kawalan. Bigla na lamang nagugulat ang mga pasaherong dinadaplisan ng kamay niyang hawak ang isang madumi at maliit na basahan. Ngunit, isang bagay na nakapagpapukaw sa aking atensyon ay ang pamilyar na mukha niyang taglay. Siya rin pala ang batang madalas na umaangkas sa bawat dyip na aking nasasakyan sa araw-araw na aking pagpasok at pag-uwi sa eskwela.

Laking pasasalamat ko at hindi niya inaabot ang aking puting sapatos (bagkus ito lamang ay kanyang marurumihan dahil sa ilang sapatos na ang nadaanan ng kanyang nag-iisang basahan) ngunit kanina ay sinawimpalad ang aking sapatos (pasalamat na lamang ako at hindi ako nakaputing uniporme). Hindi lamang niya naistorbo ang aking katahimikan at pagmumuni-muni sa byahe kundi nagdulot pa siya ng isang malaking pagkainis.

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Another fun story I have encounter in one of my LRT ride.

I believe everyone is aware that the LRT line 1 (even MRT) has separate boarding areas for males and females. There are visible indicators posted in each stations but still, there are guys kept on riding in the designated trains for females.

One morning while on my way to school, still wearing a sleepy head the train stopped at Blumentritt station where people are running to make it inside the train (trains usually closes immediately in this station) however, one male “unconsciously” entered the female boarding area (yes, he looked unconscious…LOL!) that is why the security guard entered inside to ask the guy to transfer to the other train. He said “Sir, Lipat lang po tayo sa kabila, sa mga babae lang po ito.” the man had no reactions. So he said again “Sir, pakibilisan lang po, masasarhan po tayo ng train…” with a fast tone. And so, without a doubt, the train buzzes and slowly closes its door. The security guard tried to wave his neon colored glove for signal but he failed. He just scratched his head and smiled.

Poor security guard, he was brought to the next station for just doing his job. Imagine what caused him for some “pretend-you-don’t-know acts”.

That scenario drove away my sleepiness for I laughed within me (Bad me…LOL!)

Then, I don’t know now what had happened next.