Cheekopeks in Chinatown!
I was leaving the office yesterday to catch Spiderman 2 when I walked past this leering old man (mouth open and all) walking in the opposite direction who attempted a "drive by" molestation. I saw his leer from afar and was alert, thankfully, because as we pass, he stuck his hand out "down under". I quickly side-stepped using the "avoid birdshit falling from tree" manoeuvre and hit his hand away with the upswing of my arm, volleyball style. He is shorter than me and looks so frail; if I hit him any harder I would have probably broken something. Thank goodness boxercise kept my reflexes fast enough to combat the Cheekopeks in Chinatown! Seems like some old guy also disturbed my colleagues here...wonder if its the same CKP...
Dusty Hair
I had the misfortune of standing behind this girl on the train who seemed to have swept the floor with her hair. Worse of all, she was flirting with this guy, hence there was plenty of hair-flicking in my direction. Lint, dust, dandruff, bits of god-knows-what showered on me, made more visible in the morning light, but I refused to budge as I was in the most coveted standing position - that is, leaning on the doorway, facing the head of the train and on the side which opens the door least often. Funny thing is she seemed to have washed it but...why is it so filthy?!
I was leaving the office yesterday to catch Spiderman 2 when I walked past this leering old man (mouth open and all) walking in the opposite direction who attempted a "drive by" molestation. I saw his leer from afar and was alert, thankfully, because as we pass, he stuck his hand out "down under". I quickly side-stepped using the "avoid birdshit falling from tree" manoeuvre and hit his hand away with the upswing of my arm, volleyball style. He is shorter than me and looks so frail; if I hit him any harder I would have probably broken something. Thank goodness boxercise kept my reflexes fast enough to combat the Cheekopeks in Chinatown! Seems like some old guy also disturbed my colleagues here...wonder if its the same CKP...
Dusty Hair
I had the misfortune of standing behind this girl on the train who seemed to have swept the floor with her hair. Worse of all, she was flirting with this guy, hence there was plenty of hair-flicking in my direction. Lint, dust, dandruff, bits of god-knows-what showered on me, made more visible in the morning light, but I refused to budge as I was in the most coveted standing position - that is, leaning on the doorway, facing the head of the train and on the side which opens the door least often. Funny thing is she seemed to have washed it but...why is it so filthy?!
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