La Musique

Tuesday, December 18, 2007

West mall is a terrible place.

Asides from the fact that it has only one decent bookshop which is a henious crime in itself, it is also perpetually crowded, with tons of people milling around doing goodness knows what.

Along being glossophobic, nyctophobic, trypanophobic, I fear I may be developing a phobia in locations packed full of people. The incessant chattering, heavy footsteps, overly loud music blaring from attention-seeking shops, all threaten to overwhelm me. Shrinking away from social contact, I think most people would call that anti-social.

I was following my mother blindly, desperate to be free of the endless crowds, when I accidentally bumped into a senior lady carrying several shopping bags. Following my instinctive polite nature, I apologised profusely, even bowing once or twice to mollify the indignant lady. She was, however, not mollified at all, muttering under her breath about people who do not give way to elderly people and so on.

Well excuse me. I would like to point out to you that I happen to be carrying many things as well, not in the least a bag full of library books, and in case you have never tried to walk through a crowd before, surprise, surprise! Bumping into people is one of the occassional but necessary hazards.

But of course I had better control over my tongue then my inner thoughts, thank goodness. So I just walked away, still humming the lovely tune I was listening to on my phone. I think that just irritated her even more though. Too bad.

2:13 AM