*I'm out of control, please mind my unusually high usage of coarse language. Thanks.
Some horrible thing happened to me. I was freaking tired after getting out of my camp at 6.45pm (mega long meeting that I observed ><), and I took the 2 buses to get to Coronation Plaza to wait for my parents to pick me up. I sat outside on the marble benches outside NTUC, just starting to read my vocab flash cards to pass the time (preparing for SATS!) and drinking my oreo crush at the same time.
At 7.30pm, a messy-haired, bespectacled woman approached me, clutching her mobile phone, saying in chinese (gg... chinese... the untouched language) that she needs help with typing an sms. Her voice was barely audible and I swear that did not sound like Singaporean Chinese to me. I accepted her request, since I was wearing that pajama-like green uniform and had to be helpful to others to show the spirit of the ymra. That turned out to be a great mistake.
Apparently, as I deciphered her almost too soft voice and screwed-up speech pattern, she handed me her Nokia phone to type the sms. The screen displayed her inbox. Her inbox was filled with some system notification messages. At the top was at last, a normal message from someone called Gina Ng. She wanted me to reply to Gina. Suspiciously, the message simply said: "Who u?". I thought, since she actually contacted this person by sms, why is she asking me to do this? Then, she asked me to type, with much difficulty in deciphering her Chinese: "Dear Gina" She suddenly gave me her IC (her name's Ang something something) and some business card with Gina and Gina's number. Then she continued: "there were 2 policemen who came to my house." I stopped there. (A bit weird here because she never explictly told me to type her name out. She only handed me her IC.)
After that, she gave me an information overload. Like really random bits of information. About this Ah Boon, then she showed someone's photocopyed IC, perhaps some criminal. Suddenly, she switched to asking Gina to call her. Then this Gina and her boyfriend. That was it. I heard incoherent sentences in mostly weird-sounding Chinese come out and a smatter of sometimes incomprehensible English when I asked her to repeat in English. I was desperate, so I started typing: "Please call me". She stopped me, for weird reasons I can't remember. Then she continued on with repeating what she said, which was still far too much and too incoherent and random for me to type on sms.
I felt fucked up. Whatever she said in Chinese I did not know what to type. Finally, I said, "Can you slowly repeat what you got to say in your sms? I'm just here to type this sms for you." She was agitated. And went on to continue her random rambling. It was frustrating, intense and her original request sounded redundant; she had too much to say to me. "Can't you just call Gina?" I asked. She instantly retorted me, saying that she didn't want to call her because of some stupid reason I can't remember (maybe Gina wasn't picking up her phone). In the middle of her rambling, she switched her focus to aggressively persuading me to type the sms for her and saying how important it was to her, some police case thing and her I-don't-know-what illness. I thought, "What you fucking want me to do? I don't understand what you fucking want ok!" I couldn't say what I thought as I was in that green uniform. She reminded me that what I was typing at that moment could be some sort of police thing (evidence for something? I guess). That sounded extremely fucking pressurizing. I knew I had to back out, this was going to get stupider and stupider - an endless pit of stupidity.
I gave her phone back to her and prepared to pack my bag and bravely said, "Sorry, I don't understand your Chinese. My Chinese isn't that good." I hinted that her English wasn't too comprehensible. She said, "I'm going to sue you. Where are you from? (obviously, leveraging on my uniform)". I didn't reply because I didn't have any obligation to tell her anything. That was shocking anyway. Blackmailing me all of a sudden. I argued, "How do I help you when I don't even understand what you are saying? Anyway, you can easily ask anyone else out there if you need additional help." She irately replied in Chinese, "zhen shi mei you liang xin." ( No heart for the needy.) I thought, "Like what the fuck?! I eagerly volunteered to help you but I couldn't understand you and you fucking say that I am not compassionate?" As she said that, she was busily snapping a photo of me. (Like I care! You were in the wrong! STOMP me lah. I didn't care whether my sewn-on name or formation badge was in the picture.)
I briskly walked away after that, ignoring the grating voice she had, towards the stairs to the car park, feeling stupefied and confused, never turning back to take a look. I felt fucked up because she tried to blackmail me. She had to had that ulterior motive of making me get fucked if I didn't fully helped her. An innocent ymra personnel in a noob-looking green uniform sure looks like a good target to blackmail!
Maybe I should discuss a bit about my theory about the mentality of this woman. Why did she probably this to me? My guesses: The sms was important. Gina could be Ah Boon's girlfriend. Ah Boon could be her son. She was desperate because her son is a criminal and he's on the run and she thinks that Gina may know about his whereabouts. The 2 policemen were there to search her house. She wanted Gina to call her. She could have wanted to warn Ah Boon via Gina that the police may be about to find him. I feel it that it all links together. It is complicated. I swear that she was so damn despo that her emotional state overcame her rational, logical state. Desperate people will do anything irrational. I don't wish to get involved in this! o.O
I swear I was a bit lucky. I don't know how to imagine if I persevered to stay longer to help her, I could have got really scammed if I suddenly backed out by then. It certainly does not pay to try to help some people! D: Indeed, the reality of society sucks. Just hope she doesn't hire a PI to search me using that photo she took and implicate me in the future with crap that may involve the ymra to waste my time!
*Note: I don't want to state the ymra specifically cos they really do have people who search for bloggers who blog anything to do with them! I saw some blog posts in a powerpoint so I'm not taking any chances here.
Thursday, May 07, 2009
unlucky
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