More Ugly Singaporean Tales
I was reading suganova’s blog about Public Apathy and remembered that I have more personal experience stories to tell of how ugly Singaporeans can be. So here goes:
Ugly Singaporeans Case #2:
Its got something to do with me and my wife. We were at Causeway Point to have dinner and go shopping one day. After dinner and shopping, we decided to get some McDonald’s Milkshakes. We got a seat near the fountain at the basement at Causeway Point and I went to buy the milkshakes while my wife took care of our baby.
By the time I returned, I saw our pram sprawled backwards on the floor while my wife is comforting our baby. I was shocked and asked her what happened. See…there’s two hooks at the back of our pram. We usually put our shopping bags here. Our baby would usually act as the counterweight to the weight of the bags so the pram won’t topple over.
However, whenever we picked up our baby, the pram would lose its balance and topple backwards, due to the weight of the bags. And that was what exactly happened. Apparently, while I was buying the milkshakes, my baby had started crying. So my wife had no choice but to pick her up and comfort her. Since I’m not around to hold on to the pram, it just fell backwards.
In front of passerbys.
In front of the people who were sitting beside her. In front of the two men who were sitting beside her. One man, in his thirties on her left. Another one, a teenager on her right.
Both looked up when my baby started crying. Both saw the pram as it toppled over the moment my wife picked up our baby. Both just looked on as my wife tried to stop our baby from crying while the BRIGHT RED PRAM LAY ON ITS BACK WITH THE SHOPPING BAGS ON THE FLOOR.
I purposely asked my wife what happened and loudly asked how come no one bothered to help.
As expected, these two able-bodied gentlebastardmen pretended not to hear me. Suddenly both lost interest in the pram and started to look everywhere else except the pram.
Amazing. Truly amazing.
I’m sorry to say this, but there’s nothing about our country to be proud of if people can’t even help each other. You can be the hub of this and the hub of that. You can be the star of all hubs, but it means nothing if we have no heart. NOTHING.