I don't know what's with me but I'm a magnet (or so I thought) of freaky/weird/odd/interesting/funny co-commuters. Commuting is my main type of transpotation. As much as travelling in your own vehicle sounds cool, commuting has it's pros - sight-seeing (so true), saves gas (lesser pollution and noise pollution as well), socialization event (sure?), exercise (either sitting tightly on crowded PUJ's or standing on buses) and of course a great way to escape "some" traffic officials (that's all I'm gonna say.
Moving on, let me share to you my true-to-life PUV memorable experiences.
Nayong Pilipino
Shortly after my friend Jo alighted from the bus we were riding, this guy who is sitted next to us on a 3seat block starts to act frantically like someone who is not familiar with the place. He would look around the left, the right any direction and would constantly check his phone dating from the 80's (which is cool btw in a vintage kind of way). As a good citizen of this republic I though of offering my help to the poor guy. So, I did it the only way I know that won't be too obvious to him that I want to help (His ego might be hurt). What I did was stared at him intently until he spilled his guts. In which he eventually did and what he asked came as big surprise. We were passing by the Mall of Asia, by the big LED globe to be exact when he asked "Nayong Pilipino na ba 'to?" I was in shock and when it dawned to me that he was serious I tried not to laugh and subtlely said "Hindi po, yung Luneta po dun pa banda." This is one of the stories that you need to witness for real to be that funny.
Public Orgasm
Okay, so I was traveling along Molino Boulevard I'm on this jeepney with this another woman. We're on opposite sitting on the far side from the driver. I think we're cruising on 80-90kph which is already fast for a jeep. The road is kinda bumpy so both me and the woman were literally bouncing off the air. The funny/weird part is the woman makes this weird sounds/moaning while we're bouncing off. She would be like "ooh..! aah..! and all that crazy sounds people does when they "do it" (I think so). It was a very awkward scene for me. Believe it.
Bang Bus
NO. I'm not referring to the infamous adult site with the van, a driver, a cameraman, a guy and a girl to be "picked up". (Check the site on your own risk!) I was with my friend/co-worker Jo again when this interesting event happened. We're on the two sitting part of the bus, and in front of us is a guy in his late twenties or something. I actually didn't get to see his face in full to be honest. So along our travel along EDSA this old guy seated from far back moved seats to the empty slot right next to the guy. It's not my business to eavesdrop on people convos but this particular instance caught my attention. I just find it weird when people just start asking random question on random people. And that's the case on this one. I can't help but listen cause apparently the old guy doesn't know the word "discreet". Again, I felt like I was violating these peoples' privacy but then the old guy made this move which made me confer this to my friend Jo. The old guy is obviously touching/caressing the younger guy's private parts. I was definitely shocked beyong belief of what's happening in front of me. I'm no homophobic for the record but I believe such acts shouldn't be done on such place. The act is repeated a few more times up until Jo got off on his bus stop. Thankfully, the younger guy moved seats afterwards. Shortly after, I got off the bus too. I didn't bother looking at the perverted guy. Moral of the story - we live in a screwed world nowadays so beware.
Sobbing Lady
On the bus again. I'm sitting on the three seater on the aisle side. When all of a sudden the lady seated on the window side started to cry. I mean like...cry. I don't know how else to describe the scene but it was like that. I think she received unwanted message or call or something. And then after she calmed down she then started blabbering about going to the nearest airport. I changed seats afterwards. Weird much?
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