(photo is not mine)
Last night at 7 in the evening, I rode a jeepney from Mc Kinley Hill Taguig on the way to Market! Maket!. My friend and I were about to meet to have dinner so I checked my Samsung Galaxy Note 2 if she had sent me a message or what because it vibrates. I don't usually bring out my phone when commuting in jeepneys or busses so after that, I keep my phablet quickly in my bag. I am such a paranoid freak thinking every stranger could seem part of the bad guys - holdaper, snatcher, any modus. Yes, I always thought of that.
When I rode the jeepney, there were these two guys who seem to be very suspicious who rode after me. One [Guy 1] was seated at my left side and the other [Guy 2] was seated in front of me. It was already full in my seat yet the Guy 1 insisted Guy 2 to sit by his other side.
Something's fishy, eh?
I hold my belongings tightly, my umbrella and flappy bag.
First attempt. When the jeep reached Consular, a guy passenger seated in front of me [Guy 3] was pointing at my head, saying there's something on it. I have no clue what is it because he cannot even tell what in there. I was scared thinking there's an insect or a roach on my hair. I was spaced out for a moment and tried not to make a move, or else the insect might have crawled on me. But then, he keeps insisting me to atleast touch my hair. I was hesitant so I used my umbrella instead to get rid of whatever on my hair was. There's nothing! ...
I hold my belongings tightly, my umbrella and flappy bag.
First attempt. When the jeep reached Consular, a guy passenger seated in front of me [Guy 3] was pointing at my head, saying there's something on it. I have no clue what is it because he cannot even tell what in there. I was scared thinking there's an insect or a roach on my hair. I was spaced out for a moment and tried not to make a move, or else the insect might have crawled on me. But then, he keeps insisting me to atleast touch my hair. I was hesitant so I used my umbrella instead to get rid of whatever on my hair was. There's nothing! ...
Hmmm?!... LIGHTBULB!!!
I realized it could be some modus that my mother used to tell me everytime, similar to Dura-Dura Gang, Suka-Suka Gang, etc. The plot is to put something gross in your belongings, or in your clothes, and even in your hair. When you are distracted removing those gross thing, this will be their perfect timing to get your valuables so you won't notice it.
Upon my realization, I didn't bother to make a move, not to even touch my hair. I keep my self composed and tried not to look naive and gullible.
Guy 3 / a concerned citizen / The Good Samaritan insisted me to dare touch my hair but I made an I-dont-trust-you-stranger look, instead. I secured my belongings and looked firm. I was shocked and somewhat annoyed when he touched my hair and tried to remove what's in it. I made a quiet shriek inside my head What the heck! What are you doing?! How dare you touch me?! I know he wasn't trying to remove it, and I know he was the one who intentionally put it! I am frightened but neither have the courage to shout nor scold those bastards because I have no evidence that they are some Gang trying to steal my belongings. They might also be armed or they might be more than 3 guys.
I don't know. I have no idea what to do.
I took all the courage that I have and gave him [Guy 3] a sturd look in the eye (killer eyes) and shook my head.
Oh God!
Fortunately, he stopped and looked out the window, saying, "Tsk, Bahala ka!" .
I took all the courage that I have and gave him [Guy 3] a sturd look in the eye (killer eyes) and shook my head.
Oh God!
Fortunately, he stopped and looked out the window, saying, "Tsk, Bahala ka!" .
I am not sure if that was a relief or I just worsen the situation. It was a risky act. They might have Plan B and Plan C, something more effective and more harsh.
Oh yes, they have some other plans, ofcourse!
Second attempt. Guy 1 pointed at the shaft of the jeepney, trying to be some sort of a Good Samaritan 2, acting as if he cares. Booyah! I am still doubtful about them so I just take a look at it with my peripheral view, and saw a large chewing gum on it. I cannot remember if it was there even before I rode the jeepney, but I know there wasn't. Still, I gave them a No-Response.
Third attempt. Guy 1 tried to put me behind my seat and keep pushing me to my right, as if he was offering Guy 2 to sit properly since we were sardined in the jeepney but I saw their eyes on me and my bag . Hey! I know what you are up to! Kapal niyo lang!, I screamed in my mind. I pushed Guy 1 back to his proper seat and wished to immediately get to my destination.
I cannot wait to get off the jeepney because of these bastards before they started their other plans. I am very gateful when I reached Market! Market! and ran to my friend hurriedly. I asked her if there was any on my hair, and YES! There was a gum on it.
Heck Yeah! @#$%^&*!
Third attempt. Guy 1 tried to put me behind my seat and keep pushing me to my right, as if he was offering Guy 2 to sit properly since we were sardined in the jeepney but I saw their eyes on me and my bag . Hey! I know what you are up to! Kapal niyo lang!, I screamed in my mind. I pushed Guy 1 back to his proper seat and wished to immediately get to my destination.
I cannot wait to get off the jeepney because of these bastards before they started their other plans. I am very gateful when I reached Market! Market! and ran to my friend hurriedly. I asked her if there was any on my hair, and YES! There was a gum on it.
Heck Yeah! @#$%^&*!
We directly head to the Comfort Room, and tried to remove it. Oil or Ice best helps to remove gum on your hair as suggested by the real concerned citizens at the CR. : )
Shit happens, but at least I am safe and those bastards didn't get any of my belongings! I am almost victimized but it is something to be thankful for. Lesson Learned!
Thank you, Lord! My Protector and my Guide!
-INGAT!
PS : They wear proper clothes, even branded shirts.
PS : They wear proper clothes, even branded shirts.
