Wisdom on a Bus
I’m glad I’m not perfect.
I think imperfection makes life perfect. Room to improve; space to grow… searching for perfection that does not exist.
There are many types of people in the bus: 1) young, healthy, strong people sit on priority-seat, 2) nagging people that complains about people #1, but refuse to give up their own seat when necessary, 3) people who give up their non-priority-seat to people who should get priority, without making any comment, 4) onlookers who said nothing, do nothing…
And there’s secret type #5; people like me, who often choose to stand when the bus is half or nearly full, just to avoid the awkward situation of offering a seat. I’m not sure why, but I feel a little awkward when offering a seat to other people.
I hope one day I can promote myself to be #3 instead.
*On a bus, obviously… Singapore