Last night I was looking forward to visit the SS2 pasar malam. After a rainy day, it was a cooling night and a nice walk outdoors. I got to the pasar malam around 7-ish and walked alone. It was not only colourful in sight, it was also an earful. The sound of generators powering up lights and hi-fi sets, stall-keepers enticing shoppers to buy their vegetables and fruits and the pitter-patter of shoes are enough to keep up a lively market.
It is normal to be pushed around and even sometimes banged into at the market. Last night, I had 4 people crashing into me, and 3 of out 4 of those I thought were done on purpose. The first guy who bumped into me seemed too happy when apologising to seem like it was an accident. I glared at him. The second guy was an honest mistake, he didn't see me as he retreated from a stall. The third guy looked like a foreigner and he too seemed too pleased to have crashed into me by mistake. I glared at him too.
The fourth and last for that night was the worst of them all. This fellow was walking in the opposite direction, coming towards me. He was holding hands with his girlie and I caught him looking up and down at me. His idle arm was hanging beside him and when he got to a point where he was beside me, he stretched his arm outwards. He thought it was inconspicous but it was lame. I quickly turned away and his armed brushed against my nudged elbow and the corner of my shoulder. Obviously, he didn't apologize.
I went on my way and became very wary of people. I could sense I had this killer look on my face like the whole world owed me money. Fortunately no one else had accidentally bumped into me for the rest of the night. I didn't buy anything, went home empty handed and not at all pleased.
It is normal to be pushed around and even sometimes banged into at the market. Last night, I had 4 people crashing into me, and 3 of out 4 of those I thought were done on purpose. The first guy who bumped into me seemed too happy when apologising to seem like it was an accident. I glared at him. The second guy was an honest mistake, he didn't see me as he retreated from a stall. The third guy looked like a foreigner and he too seemed too pleased to have crashed into me by mistake. I glared at him too.
The fourth and last for that night was the worst of them all. This fellow was walking in the opposite direction, coming towards me. He was holding hands with his girlie and I caught him looking up and down at me. His idle arm was hanging beside him and when he got to a point where he was beside me, he stretched his arm outwards. He thought it was inconspicous but it was lame. I quickly turned away and his armed brushed against my nudged elbow and the corner of my shoulder. Obviously, he didn't apologize.
I went on my way and became very wary of people. I could sense I had this killer look on my face like the whole world owed me money. Fortunately no one else had accidentally bumped into me for the rest of the night. I didn't buy anything, went home empty handed and not at all pleased.
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