i must learn to say 'NO'
Volunteers are a nuisance, but only the MRT/bus interchange type that swoop in on you effortlessly, even though you go to lengths to avoid them.
The "Hi, this won't take much of your time" type.
More specifically, the ones that go "I just need 30 seconds of your time". (this line was used on Eunice and myself just this afternoon)
Liar.
The volunteer took up more than 3 minutes of our time!
Aaaaanyway, story goes somewhat like this -
Farhana (me!) : The older bro is the hot one!...cult anime... Jensen Ackles!
(Eunice nods politely all the while, methinks she's trying not to look bored. I like yu-nees-se!)
Both of us get off the bus, chatting away with some laughs in between and head for the control station so that Eunice can top up her concession pass.
Short volunteer girl : Hi! We just want to ask you a few questions, this will only take 30 seconds. *really big grin* (We should have seen it as a sign)
Tall volunteer who seems to be a mute Malay boy : *mouths something to us*
Eunice : Whaaaat?
Girl : I'll handle this. First, let me ask you a few questions.
Me : Uh... okay, sure.
Girl : Are you friends?
Me and Eunice just looked at each other. We probably had the same thought at the time -
Whaaaaaat...
Me : Nope.
Girl : Ahaha! (such an affected laughter. I don't think she found us funny)
We are a group of volunteers from...blablabla...
Methinks : Shit.
Girl : blablabla... Did you know that these poor kids live on $10 a month? Do you think you're able to survive on $10 a month?
Eunice and myself : No... (thinking about the $10 class fund we had to pay last week, it's just quite unheard of, lah)
Girl : Well, these kids live on 30cents a day... blablabla... With just $4, you can help them to... With $8, they can... With $10!...
Me : Uhhh... (looks at Eunice) We'll take the $2 one.
Girl : Oh, okay. (I swear she looked really disappointed at wasting gallons of saliva and whoknows how many breaths of air talking to us.)
In the meantime, the boy whom I thought was a Malay mute tried to strike up an audible, friendly conversation with Eunice.
In Mandarin.
Boy : Are you from Westwood Sec? You look like you're in sec 2.
Eunice : No! I'm from JJC. Year 2.
Haha, you should have seen the flabbergasted look on Eunice's face! Priceless.
And that was part of our day.
ps. I was kinda taken aback that the boy thought we were from Westwood. Yeah, I know. Commomwealthian superiority rearing its arrogant, pompous arse. Can't help it.
The "Hi, this won't take much of your time" type.
More specifically, the ones that go "I just need 30 seconds of your time". (this line was used on Eunice and myself just this afternoon)
Liar.
The volunteer took up more than 3 minutes of our time!
Aaaaanyway, story goes somewhat like this -
Farhana (me!) : The older bro is the hot one!...cult anime... Jensen Ackles!
(Eunice nods politely all the while, methinks she's trying not to look bored. I like yu-nees-se!)
Both of us get off the bus, chatting away with some laughs in between and head for the control station so that Eunice can top up her concession pass.
Short volunteer girl : Hi! We just want to ask you a few questions, this will only take 30 seconds. *really big grin* (We should have seen it as a sign)
Tall volunteer who seems to be a mute Malay boy : *mouths something to us*
Eunice : Whaaaat?
Girl : I'll handle this. First, let me ask you a few questions.
Me : Uh... okay, sure.
Girl : Are you friends?
Me and Eunice just looked at each other. We probably had the same thought at the time -
Whaaaaaat...
Me : Nope.
Girl : Ahaha! (such an affected laughter. I don't think she found us funny)
We are a group of volunteers from...blablabla...
Methinks : Shit.
Girl : blablabla... Did you know that these poor kids live on $10 a month? Do you think you're able to survive on $10 a month?
Eunice and myself : No... (thinking about the $10 class fund we had to pay last week, it's just quite unheard of, lah)
Girl : Well, these kids live on 30cents a day... blablabla... With just $4, you can help them to... With $8, they can... With $10!...
Me : Uhhh... (looks at Eunice) We'll take the $2 one.
Girl : Oh, okay. (I swear she looked really disappointed at wasting gallons of saliva and whoknows how many breaths of air talking to us.)
In the meantime, the boy whom I thought was a Malay mute tried to strike up an audible, friendly conversation with Eunice.
In Mandarin.
Boy : Are you from Westwood Sec? You look like you're in sec 2.
Eunice : No! I'm from JJC. Year 2.
Haha, you should have seen the flabbergasted look on Eunice's face! Priceless.
And that was part of our day.
ps. I was kinda taken aback that the boy thought we were from Westwood. Yeah, I know. Commomwealthian superiority rearing its arrogant, pompous arse. Can't help it.
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