sickos

Merv wrote a very humourous post about him being molested by another guy on the bus. A rather dark humour I would say. Title of post: I know I am Hot and You Want Me.

Reminded me of some horrifying experiences many years back, which still haunts me till today and which explains why I hate a particular race (pardon me for being racist, but I don't know what's wrong with them, but most of the sickos I met are all dark-skinned and they all exudes a certain smell which causes fainting spells.)

And the worst part, these sickos often get away scot-free as there are no other eye witnesses or evidence against them. It's always our word against their word. So it's really difficult to nail them down.

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The exact same incident that happened to Merv happened to me probably around 15 years back. My face turned green with shock and I froze in a state of shock for at least 5 minutes before I could react! I could not remember what exactly happened after that. I think I was so scared that I quickly got off at the next bus stop to wait for the next bus.

Dammit the sicko got away scot-free. I should have gone up to tell the bus driver or something. I was too young and too scared.

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This happened about 5 years ago.

Slushy and myself were taking on this bus from Orchard towards Upper Serangoon. It started off as a peaceful joy ride, but our joy soon turned to horror. Unfortunately, the bus had to pass by Little India before we reach our destination and of course, the rest of the standing space were packed full of them dark-skinned male. Oh well, we thought we only had to endure the stench for a couple more stops before we alight. But the worst horror came after we pressed the bell.

We were sitting at the back seats, so we had to squeeze pass the standing crowd before we can get to the door. We noticed this dark-skinned guy who purposely stuck his butt out like a stranded duck to block our way. Despite us shouting "Excuse me!" at the top of our lungs, he pretended not to hear anything and refused to budge.

The bus came to a halt and we had no choice but to squeeze our way through to get down the bus. It was quite fortunate that both Slushy and myself were quite small-sized. But still, we were unable to avoid body contact with the jutting butt, because the guy wasn't standing straight! He was bending his body forward with butt out like a duck!

We were so horrified that we scrambled down the bus and both of us looked back to make sure he didn't follow us down the bus. What we saw was an evil grin on the guy's face that haunted us till today. The sick pervert did it on purpose! We avoided that route home ever since.

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This incident happened 2 years ago.

We were in the midst of relocation, I was allocated a seat alone in a room, while my other colleague sat just right outside my room. We could not see each other from our seats though.

So one fine day, the despatch uncle came into my room to collect documents and despatch the letters as usual. I was working at my desk and didn't take note of him as my back was facing him. Suddenly, he came over and placed both his arm on my shoulder and leaned very close to my face to smell me. I was in such a state of shock that I froze there rooted to my seat! My brain was telling me to get up on my feet and run out of the room, but my feet just jellied and refused to move. I was scared stiff!

When he finally left and as I recovered from shock, I wanted to run out to tell my colleague who was just seated outside. Surprised to find her running in to tell me that the despatched guy molested her too! We both were furious and scared at the same time.

Both of us decided to report this incident to our department head. Unfortunately, we soon found out that the department head could not do anything to the sicko old guy as he was a distant relative of the CEO of the company.

Oh man, this sicko got scot-free also. Damned!