Ouch...Waaaiiittt...Ouch

Since I started working in Makati (and since I "lost" my parking space at home), I have been taking the Metro Rail Transit (MRT) to and from work. For the past year, since fuel prices have been skyrocketing, taking the MRT during rush hour has become a nightmare.

You have to fall into line to get in the station, and once you're in, you literally have to fight your way into the train. Getting on board is the hardest thing in the whole commuting stuff, but once you're in, you can get to your destination in 30 to 40 minutes.

I still choose to commute even if I can bring my car since the drive from Quezon City to Makati (or the other way around) is somewhere between from an hour and a half on a good day, to three, even five hours on bad days! So, being squashed for an hour is better than being on the road and stressed for twice that time.

It can't be helped that people tend to get physical when they're already late or have been waiting for a ride for more than half an hour already. If they see half a space, three people would jostle in and fill it. This morning was no exception...

Overheard from a "demure" girl during the jostling: Ouch! Wait! Please lang, waaaiiiitttt! Awwwuucch! Putang ina!

So much for being demure. That girl made my morning.