Today I was in the LRT people-watching as I love to do.
In front of me stood a chubby tanned Chinese man, maybe in his late thirties. Maybe some mixed Nyonya blood thrown in.
He was balding slightly, dark circles lay underneath his bespectacled beady eyes and he had the air of someone who had someplace important to be at.
I glanced lazily at him and was about to shift my focus to someone more interesting when I heard a familiar sound.
It was a faint fast-paced rhythm coming from a mobile phone ringtone.
I snapped my head back to Mr.Thirties-maybe-Forty just as he pulled out his mobile phone.
From the corners of my eyes, I could see that the music had snapped quite a few people to his attention.
Bravely, he picked the call up just as the song went into its second line... "You..change your mind....like a girl...changes clothes...yea, you.....P.M.........hello?"