The messanger

Just thought this’s funny.

I shaved today, for the first time in… I’ve lost count when. Yes, I got the razor fixed.

I was on the train on my way to the gym on Friday, and was rather rudely stopped by this middle age man.

Man: What is this uniform?
Me: Merchant Navy
Man: Oh… Pre-sea?
Me: Yes.
Silences
Man: You sure you can take it?
Me: Yes
Man: You Singaporean?
Me: Yes
Silences
Man: It’s a terrible life
*I turn right, he turn left *
Me: *smile*

First thought. Maybe he went through it before and his personal experience isn’t that good. I still want to thank him for his concern. Further thought, maybe he should put it into better words and give young minds encouragement rather than (his exact words) “It’s a terrible life” later on the mill, I was trying hard not to think about it. So I thought, “he’s weak, I’m strong, I will show him I will make it”

Then I thought, maybe he’s my angel, a messenger from there. It could be a sign, it could mean something. Translate: Exit stage right, NOW! Or maybe it’s a test. Maybe he wants to see how I react. You don’t get this very often you know.

Then again, he could be the devil, trying to stop me from my way. What do you think? Please Comment.

I have 2 papers coming week. Busy busy busy. See you folks around.