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.

This is not a taxi horror story but please read it though…=)

I can’t help but blog about my jeepney experience last Tuesday.

Since typhoon Karen showered, the whole Philippines incredibly wet that leads to the suspension of classes in ALL levels thought it ran a bit late. People loiter on the street waiting for jeepneys, fx, buses and taxis which are always full when it arrives. LRT’s jam-packed. There’s traffic and there’s flood. Plus, I am on my all-white uniform. However, this does not stop me from going to the mall. LOL! This is where the story starts:

So my friend and I planned to go to Robinson’s Ermita (Pedro Gil). Luckily, we made it there but we waited for almost an hour for a jeep that can accommodate two people. We had encountered several jeepneys but it can only accommodate one so, we let it pass. As our jeepney was traveling along Quiapo area, there was this two old lady with a child who forcefully rode the jeepney though only two seats were available so one old lady was at the center of the jeepney, bent down and trying to fit herself into the seat but there is none. So with her impatience, she just yelled “BUMABA NA YUNG MGA BABABA…” I chuckled silently and looked at my friend. Then, two ladies (around mid-twenties I think) got off the jeepney. Therefore, in the end, the old lady finally got her sit comfortably. I just said to my friend, “SANA PALA GANON NA LANG GINAWA NATIN PARA KANINA PA TAYO NAKAALIS…” Then we both laughed. I don’t know if the lady heard me, it’s just that it entertained me, despite of the heavy rain. LOL!

Just getting something positive out of a wasted situation. LOL!

Is it really horror or not? Read Jovs’ taxi experience and I’ll let you be the judge…

Here it goes: I was assigned to a graveyard shift years ago in Eastwood and was running late for work. I couldn’t bring my car since it had problems so coming from Las Pinas, a cab would be my best option to make it on time at work. It was already 3am and my shift is starting in a hour, so I waited and waited til finally a taxi came by and told the driver where I needed to go. So off we went. Less than a kilometer after I came on board, I asked the driver if he could close the windows and turn the AC on. He replied, “Pasensya na sira yung aircon eh.” I wanted to get off the cab but I had no choice but keep my cool since it was hard finding a cab. I then noticed after a few minutes that he was driving at around 30km/h in Coastal Road. I said “Manong baka pwede naman hong bilis bilisan nyo kasi male-late na ako eh.” He replied, “Pasenya na inaantok na talaga ako at baka mabangga tayo pag binilisan ko.” I almost wanted to scream at him but chose to keep my cool. I asked if he could pull over, sit at the back, sleep and let me do the driving…which I did! Haha, as soon as I got into the taxi driver’s seat, I drove like crazy from Las Pinas all the way to Eastwood City, Libis. Haha! I woke him up a few meters from our building and he made me pay just half the fare. It was a nightmare but was a great experience and adventure as well being a taxi driver.Hahaha.

Jovz Salla

To Jovs, Thank you for your one-unique taxi story. I think it is not actually horror but an adventure— escapade taxi experience. I smiled the entire time I was reading your entry. If I would learn how to drive, I would also try driving a taxi, the jeepney or even the LRT. LOL!

It is one proof that when a person is in a hurry, his adrenaline rise up and he can do all the things he can do just to get to their destination. LOL! I hope this story put a smile in your face.