Hello. This shall be a short post. Yesterday, Yee Hark and I had a weird encounter with a taxi driver on our way home. In the taxi, this middle-aged taxi driver started talking to us ever since we sat in the taxi and told him our destination.
He began talking asking us about which school were we from, although it was quite obvious. From then on, we started to feel that he was quite weird. Then, on the expressway, he suddenly started ranting. About what? We were curious at first. We finally realised when he started spamming the horn at a vehicle which suddenly switched lanes in front of him. Pissed off, the taxi uncle drove beside the vehicle and wound down the window and started doing many hand gestures and asking the driver of the other vehicle if he was crazy, but he failed to find out that the other vehicle's windows were all wound up and no one could hear him except us.
The uncle said something to us after exiting the expressway, and I remember what he said clearly which is why I am posting a blog post about it now. He said " Uncle arh, born loser, so what to do? Suffer like shit lor." This left a deep impression in my mind. Anyway, I think that we should not be so pessimistic about life, even if our jobs give us little earnings. Yes, that taxi driver is trying to face up to reality, but he should do it in a more optimistic manner such as talking about what esle he can achieve and not what he has failed terribly to do.
And so, that's all. Bye.
Posted on Term 3 Week 6
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