Chin Hair
I was on the MRT the other day leaning against the glass panel near the door when this senior man stood beside me. I didn't really take much notice of him since he looked like your normal senior citizen without any mutant powers. I stared through the windows at the door admiring the scenery (okay, maybe it wasn't admiring. In the MRT you can only see so much of Singapore).
I was staring at the HDB blocks whizzed past when I saw the senior man's reflection on the window. He was doing something...weird. I turned my head and looked at him. He was using a pincer to pluck some strands of hair from his chin (I won't call it a beard or a goatee as what he had didn't qualify for both). After plucking, he looked at his "bounty" before tossing it onto the floor. That's disgusting! I looked at him but he ignored me. It seemed that he was engrossed with those strands of hair under his chin. I looked away deciding that HDB flats were more interesting than a senior citizen's chin hair.
I was staring at the HDB blocks whizzed past when I saw the senior man's reflection on the window. He was doing something...weird. I turned my head and looked at him. He was using a pincer to pluck some strands of hair from his chin (I won't call it a beard or a goatee as what he had didn't qualify for both). After plucking, he looked at his "bounty" before tossing it onto the floor. That's disgusting! I looked at him but he ignored me. It seemed that he was engrossed with those strands of hair under his chin. I looked away deciding that HDB flats were more interesting than a senior citizen's chin hair.
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Ewwww....Yes the flats would be much better!
Thanks for the pop over!
Yup, I wonder what he was thinking by throwing bio-hazard wastes in public like that.
Welcome Jodi :)
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