In the bus of Singapore, any bus, lies many many 'fishmongers'. Many kinds in fact. They are 'selfish' in MANY ways. In the MRT of Singapore, there are too. [don't worry, not all are local 'fishmongers']

1. In the bus, many or some [i have experienced many times], just would not MOVE TO THE REAR, when it was crowded. Even if the sign was put up saying, 'Please move to the rear.' With the word 'PLEASE' is not enough. Making everyone squeeze like pancakes. Oh, be warned of pick-pockets too. So let's all just squeezeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee........................Some love to station themselves to guard their spot.

2. In MRT, it's worst. People loveeeeeee the space at the entrance and leaves a big space in the middle of the carriages, for what? For elephants to occupy. YAY! We have our mobile zoos. HAHAHAHA! The space at the entrances are GREAT FENGSHUI places, right?

3. In the bus of Singapore, some people love to let their ghostly and transparent friends take the seat near the clear window. To let them see how great it is to be alive. Great pals!! They may have to get off soon [if their elderly, I don't mind], standing for a few seconds wouldn't hurt...

4. In the MRT, Whoa! MANY, MANY forms of people in the long snake-like MRT. People dressed in neat and tidy suits, carrying briefcases, with great ettiquette. But when an elderly stepped in, their butts are glued to their seats, like, FOREVER. Hell yeah! So the elderly or pregnant women stand there swaying like coconut trees with the movement of the gliding MRT.

5. In the bus, the same thing happens. Many act blind to the more needy people. Like they sewn their names to their seats. Like it's their PPPPRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRREEcious...[imagine Golem].

6. At the MRT stations, many love the the thrill of getting into the MRT before they close the doors. OOOHHH...They would squeeze through the struggling people who tries to get out of the MRT. It's as if it would kill them if they do not get into the MRT the first. What is it? The GET-INTO-THE-MRT race. Rule 1: USE ANY WAY TO GET INTO THE MRT, EVEN HITTING AND ELBOWING PEOPLE IS ALLOWED.

7. In the bus, people's things are priority to their butts. They carry their plastic bags filled with diamonds and gold onto the golden throne of the seat, and whisper to them, ' MY PRECIOUS...' So they left their butts hang in mid air while their treasures ruled the golden throne.

These are the atrocities of the public transport or the 'fishmongers' in Singapore regardless whether they are local brand or foreign brand.