Invasion from the Land of Smiles
What does it mean when strangers smile at you on the LRT?
1) They want to pass on some joy into your otherwise bleak day.
2) There's a booger hanging from your nose.
3) Your fly is open.
4) Someone is wearing an "I'm with Stupid" T-shirt beside you.
5) You simply attract weirdos.
Well, I'm asking because I was recently on the receiving end of some unwanted but "flattering" attention (in a weird sorta way) from some strangers at the Ampang Park LRT station the other day. Frankie had walked me to
the station after standing in line to buy a Spicy Beef Foldover from McD (yes folks, the perfect way to spend lunchtime with your friends). As I walked down to the station, I noticed 2 Thai nationals there waiting as well. Obvious tourists with backpacks and floppy hats. Eary 30s perhaps. One was short (henceforth referred as shorty) and the other one was taller and dark (henceforth referred as darky. too bad I didn't snap a photo). So, I was leaning on the wall waiting for the train when I noticed shorty looking at me and smiling. I ignored him. He kept babbling to darky in Thai and continued staring and smiling coyly.
He knew I had noticed. I just curled my lips into a faint smile and continued staring into space. They moved closer and closer, but still a respectable distance. Then, the train arrived. I moved in first at stood at the edge of the seats with one hand on the metal pole. The dynamic duo followed suit with shorty holding the pole slightly below my hand. More smiles. As the train hurtled onwards, shorty brazenly moved his hand closer to mine and starting tickling the side of my palm. Alarm bells!. I stared at him with the politest smile (doing my best for VNY2007?!) I could muster and shook my head. He just senyum kambing and retreated. Darky just laughed. But he continued in a bit. Darky made gestures with his fist, telling me to knock some sense into shorty, but I just buat dek.
I removed my hand from the pole and typed an sms with one hand telling KH of my little encounter and holding on to lunch with the other. But knowing the sharp corners that Putra trains have to manoeuver, I had to hold onto to the pole again with my phone in hand this time. Shorty was quick to glance at my phone, thinking I had typed a message for him. Damn perasan, man. I shook my head again. This time, shorty introduced himself as a tourist visiting KL for 3 days and told me that he was leaving on the day itself. Told me he was heading to the Sultan Abdul Samad Building. I just made some polite conversation. No skanky exchange. We all got off at Masjid Jamek, but I ditched them in the crowd.
KH told me this adds value to me. But I wonder, is it a plus to get hit on by strange men on public transport!?
1) They want to pass on some joy into your otherwise bleak day.
2) There's a booger hanging from your nose.
3) Your fly is open.
4) Someone is wearing an "I'm with Stupid" T-shirt beside you.
5) You simply attract weirdos.
Well, I'm asking because I was recently on the receiving end of some unwanted but "flattering" attention (in a weird sorta way) from some strangers at the Ampang Park LRT station the other day. Frankie had walked me to
the station after standing in line to buy a Spicy Beef Foldover from McD (yes folks, the perfect way to spend lunchtime with your friends). As I walked down to the station, I noticed 2 Thai nationals there waiting as well. Obvious tourists with backpacks and floppy hats. Eary 30s perhaps. One was short (henceforth referred as shorty) and the other one was taller and dark (henceforth referred as darky. too bad I didn't snap a photo). So, I was leaning on the wall waiting for the train when I noticed shorty looking at me and smiling. I ignored him. He kept babbling to darky in Thai and continued staring and smiling coyly.
He knew I had noticed. I just curled my lips into a faint smile and continued staring into space. They moved closer and closer, but still a respectable distance. Then, the train arrived. I moved in first at stood at the edge of the seats with one hand on the metal pole. The dynamic duo followed suit with shorty holding the pole slightly below my hand. More smiles. As the train hurtled onwards, shorty brazenly moved his hand closer to mine and starting tickling the side of my palm. Alarm bells!. I stared at him with the politest smile (doing my best for VNY2007?!) I could muster and shook my head. He just senyum kambing and retreated. Darky just laughed. But he continued in a bit. Darky made gestures with his fist, telling me to knock some sense into shorty, but I just buat dek.
I removed my hand from the pole and typed an sms with one hand telling KH of my little encounter and holding on to lunch with the other. But knowing the sharp corners that Putra trains have to manoeuver, I had to hold onto to the pole again with my phone in hand this time. Shorty was quick to glance at my phone, thinking I had typed a message for him. Damn perasan, man. I shook my head again. This time, shorty introduced himself as a tourist visiting KL for 3 days and told me that he was leaving on the day itself. Told me he was heading to the Sultan Abdul Samad Building. I just made some polite conversation. No skanky exchange. We all got off at Masjid Jamek, but I ditched them in the crowd.
KH told me this adds value to me. But I wonder, is it a plus to get hit on by strange men on public transport!?
Comments
Yes! Yes, it fabulously does! +5 fabulosity points to you, and -5 points from the cowardly Shorty. Hey, karma has to balance out somehow.
If despo pervy old man then it wouldn't have been anything to shout about.
i'm gonna blog abt my experience in lrt soon, to show you what attraction i've got on people. :P
Oishi!
@Jase:
Very valued, di.
@Ryan:
Haha, I'm winning!
@Ban:
Low key is good. :)
@Melvin:
Sometimes, harrassment is welcome.
@Janvier:
They ask for my IC at the casino. Hehe.
@Famil:
Attract weirdos also!
@Robb:
I await with bated breath!