MRT Ride

I went to Marina Square today for some retail therapy and got lost. I couldn't find my way back to the taxi stand but somehow ended up at Citylink instead, so I decided to take a train back home.

In the MRT, nobody even bothered to ask me if I wanted a seat. The half of the carriage I was facing pointedly ignored my belly (quite obviously displayed today). The other half of the carriage must have seen the large bag slung over my shoulder that said, "Maternity Exchange".

But nobody offered me a seat.

My conclusion: Half of Singapore is blind, and the other half is illiterate.

Oh, but on the LRT ride home, one kind lady finally offered me her seat. Which I declined because she didn't look very young and robust herself.

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