Surprisingly without having to meet for projects one afternoon last week, I headed for home. As I walked along Heng Mui Keng Terrace under the scorching midday sun, an apple green Toyota Corolla cruised down the lane. I stepped aside to get out of the way when it halted next to me.
One would have expected the driver of an apple green car to look like anyone except a middle-aged looking man. But a middle-aged man it was who hailed me along the road.
“Hey, do you need a lift?” he piped up, as he leaned towards the window of the passenger seat.
My first instinct was to ask, “Do I know you?” but my innate manners sprung up and I smiled sweetly and said a polite, “Sorry?” instead.
“Do you need a lift? To an MRT station or somewhere?”
Then I decided that I shouldn’t be talking to strangers, so I said, “No, thank you. I don’t need a ride.” And the apple green car drove off.
Puzzled, I walked on.
Was I looking an easy catch that day or what? I'm sure I wasn't dressed skimpily. I don’t want to imagine what would have happened to me if I had got on the car. And I pray that no one had got on instead.
On second thoughts, maybe it was just a simple case of mistaken identity.
One would have expected the driver of an apple green car to look like anyone except a middle-aged looking man. But a middle-aged man it was who hailed me along the road.
“Hey, do you need a lift?” he piped up, as he leaned towards the window of the passenger seat.
My first instinct was to ask, “Do I know you?” but my innate manners sprung up and I smiled sweetly and said a polite, “Sorry?” instead.
“Do you need a lift? To an MRT station or somewhere?”
Then I decided that I shouldn’t be talking to strangers, so I said, “No, thank you. I don’t need a ride.” And the apple green car drove off.
Puzzled, I walked on.
Was I looking an easy catch that day or what? I'm sure I wasn't dressed skimpily. I don’t want to imagine what would have happened to me if I had got on the car. And I pray that no one had got on instead.
On second thoughts, maybe it was just a simple case of mistaken identity.
6 comments:
For the record, you don't need to dress skimply in order to be a target of (insert crime word here)
But then again, it could just be a nice gesture on his part.
What to do... this is the society we are brought up in.
oh my god, harm sap lou alert.
monk: 防人之心不可无... Then I guess I looked too meek and bully-able. *shrugs* I can't help looking sweet. HA.
qing: Just today, I met another HSL. I need to 转运 la; keep attracting the wrong people.
jim: Please do not insult my standard of Chinese. You're talking to No. 1 in the level here :P
Oei... The inverted commas are unnecessary la...
Maybe he was really trying to be nice. I've sometimes felt like stopping to offer people rides before, especially if they're walking in a damn ulu place. Never actually done it though.
Don't try... 好心不会有好报的.
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