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Monday, January 28, 2008

Going Green


Yesterday, TJC organised 'Go Green Day', a they-want-it-to-be-annual event which was all about collecting old clothes and newspapers from the residents of various HDB apartments in the Bedok area. They said it would be fun. They said we would be done by latest 1.30 pm. Boy, were they wrong.


My group did was assigned more blocks than any other group. We knocked our arms and throat out. It was one out of three scenarios:

No one in.

OR

"Good morning! We're from TJC, and we're here to collect your old newspapers and clothes. Would you happen to have any?"
"Oh, yes! Wait here..." and we end up with a knee-high stack of newspapers.

OR

"Huh? Gezzewha? *incomprehensible sounds*"



Unbelievable. I went green all right. Green with envy that the residents of the apartments got to sleep way longer than us. Green with nausea as I lugged newspapers up and down the lifts and threw them onto a lorry which took an eternity to come. We only left the HDB flats at 3 pm.


Then, we were waiting for the bus to take us to Bedok Interchange so we could go back home/hostel. Bus number 60 came, totally ignored our flagging, and shot past the bus stop. And stopped on the roadside. We thought he had come to his senses and was going to let us in.


What did he do?


He got out of his driver's cockpit, went to the upper deck, removed the '60' sign, came down, removed the '60' sign and the proud driver of Bus number I dunno waved to us and drove off. SBS is mad.


And I officially hate public welfare organisations...


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