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Friday, August 23, 2002

CHIVALRY IS DEAD

On some days, my boyfriend and i would decide to meet in Megamall after work (he works in Pasig and i work in Makati). I would normally take the MRT but the last time i did that, i got traumatized. The line to buy tickets were soooo long plus once i got inside the train, it was so jampacked with people, i could hardly breathe. What can you expect? it was rush hour. So since then, I take the bus. Yes, it might be a little traffic but at least, i get to sit down.

Yesterday, something disappointing happened. I rode a bus at the station infront of Enterprise Center in Ayala. The bus was full. When i got in, only 2 people were standing up. They were both women. Not one of the many men inside the bus offered their seats to us.

Some passengers got down at 6750 so i was able to grab a seat. *breathed sigh of relief*

We had just gotten past Rustan's when a woman carrying a baby (who was probably only 3 months old) rode the bus. Not one of the men inside the bus stood up and offered their seat to the lady. After what seemed like forever (but it was really just around 10 seconds after the lady got in the bus), i stood up and gave my seat to the woman carrying the baby.

And after 3 seconds, a man stood up and offered his seat to me.

Is chivalry really dead? For a man to offer a woman his seat, another girl has to give up her seat to a woman carrying a baby?

I was so dying to poke their eyes with my umbrella!!! Where did all the REAL MEN go?

Bunny @ Friday, August 23, 2002

about moi

Loves the beach, wishes she had more time and money to travel, recently got hooked to climbing mountains, reads anything she can get her hands on, frustrated writer, adores her 3-year-old Lhasa Apso, Tashi, constantly needs caffeine, ~~wonders when she'll quit smoking~~, and will most likely die due to liver complications from drinking too much ~~(if the cigarettes doesn't get to her lungs first)~~. Can't live without accessories especially big, dangling earrings, shoe freak (aren't we all?), sucker for discovering hole-in-the-wall restaurants, will ingest anything spicy, enjoys giving and receiving massages, addicted to Friends, Sex and the City and CSI, goes gaga over kids, dreams of being alone with Jim Morrison and smoking a joint with Bob Marley. Would love to party with Gwen Stefani, shop with Patricia Field, write poetry with Maya Angelou and have Sting, Nelson Mandela, Mark Twain and Bono over for dinner.

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