02-13-2010, 10:42 PM
I! FEEL! SO! VIOLATED!
I was on the LRT earlier today going to D. Jose station to meet up with my parents to get some stuff in Binondo. I boarded a car at the Taft station sometime past noon and wedged my way in with the rest of the other commuters waiting on the side. It was just another typical LRT crowd, the train i got on was packed with all sorts of people. So there i was in the middle of train, standing shoulder-to-shoulder with a bunch of other guys, backpack clutched to my chest with one hand, the other hand hanging onto a railing and me trying to occupy my mind with some random daydreams, when the unthinkable happened.
Someone started groping my ass.
This wasn't the usual case where someone accidentally touches or brushes their hand/arm against you. Someone was definitely grabbing a handful of my fething posterior and was squeezing it like a mound of dough. I let go of the railing, immediately batted the hand away and started looking around. Bad part of it was that it was so cramped that i could only see in front of me and to the sides, i couldn't crane my head to the back enough but it was bad because all around me were guys, and all of them were minding/pretending to mind their own goddamned business and seemed to be unaware of my unknown assailant. I could't just start screaming "MAY BAKLA DITO!" and make a scene so i just gritted my teeth and turned my poker-face into a scowl. It was over.
Or so i thought.
A few minutes later, as the train neared Central Station, the fucking hand was back and was a bit more insistent this time. I got so pissed at that point that i shoved people out of the way and stormed off the train at that station to wait for another one to come along.
I was on the LRT earlier today going to D. Jose station to meet up with my parents to get some stuff in Binondo. I boarded a car at the Taft station sometime past noon and wedged my way in with the rest of the other commuters waiting on the side. It was just another typical LRT crowd, the train i got on was packed with all sorts of people. So there i was in the middle of train, standing shoulder-to-shoulder with a bunch of other guys, backpack clutched to my chest with one hand, the other hand hanging onto a railing and me trying to occupy my mind with some random daydreams, when the unthinkable happened.
Someone started groping my ass.
This wasn't the usual case where someone accidentally touches or brushes their hand/arm against you. Someone was definitely grabbing a handful of my fething posterior and was squeezing it like a mound of dough. I let go of the railing, immediately batted the hand away and started looking around. Bad part of it was that it was so cramped that i could only see in front of me and to the sides, i couldn't crane my head to the back enough but it was bad because all around me were guys, and all of them were minding/pretending to mind their own goddamned business and seemed to be unaware of my unknown assailant. I could't just start screaming "MAY BAKLA DITO!" and make a scene so i just gritted my teeth and turned my poker-face into a scowl. It was over.
Or so i thought.
A few minutes later, as the train neared Central Station, the fucking hand was back and was a bit more insistent this time. I got so pissed at that point that i shoved people out of the way and stormed off the train at that station to wait for another one to come along.
Tangina naman, why me of all people!?!?!?
"May those who accept their fate find happiness. May those who defy their fate find glory."
