MRT-Riding, People-Pushing, Biometrically Scanned, Nine-To-Fiver

Barely a month ago, I became a zombie nine-to-fiver of Makati City. From Monday to Friday, I have to join in the riot for a cramped space in the MRT to be able to register my fingerprint in the biometric scanner exactly on or before 8 AM. Before resorting to mass transit, I thought of driving my out of whack 1994 Nissan Sentra to work. I’m currently renting in Quezon City. I was laughed at when I asked some people about my chances of getting to Makati City before 8 AM. So far, I have learned that when riding the MRT, most especially during rush hours, you have got to have major bad ass skills if you want to get to your destination in one piece. If you don’t, you are either going to be crushed, pushed, bulldozed, shoved, rammed, elbowed or squashed by fellow commuters who obviously know how to survive the ordeal of getting inside the train. Fortunately, these bad ass skills can be developed as you keep on riding the MRT. I’ll share them in my future post. It’s a Friday, end of the work week. I can’t be anymore excited to stay up late and not worry on waking up early tomorrow. My car is waiting for me to get revved up.