Bubble Boy

Bubble Boy is my go-to cheer-me-up movie.

I feel like I've been living in a bubble of late. Very detached from my surroundings? Like I find myself disconnecting from my surroundings more often than I'd like to.

But I'm not complaining. Under-thinking is always better than over-thinking.

Funny incident happened a few days back. Was late for work so I decided to take a cab. The taxi driver looked a bit...shady? Like he had something to hide cause

1) His sitting position (when he was driving) was very odd. It's like placed his entire weight on his left side - odd no?
2) His driver's window has a curtain.
3) He uses the same leg to press the accelerator and brakes.

And so....I concluded that my taxi driver only had 1 leg. DON'T LAUGH OK. It seemed extremely logical to me back then!! Okay this was how I justified my...suspicions.

1) He only has one leg so he'll have to support his weight on the side of the body that has a leg. Lest he fails to balance his body.
2) To prevent drivers with higher vehicles (e.g. buses, trucks, vans...) to look into his driver's seat and find out that he only has 1 leg.
3) Self-explanatory.

PRETTY LOGICAL RIGHT??

I even told myself not to be shocked/worry about the safety of my life/secretly commend his determination to fight against the social stigma that handicapped people cannot earn a decent living without being shortchanged somehow/not to stare at his only leg too often in case he feels super self-conscious and I am making him feel worse by doing so.

Then I sent Pei a text:
"My taxi driver damn zai la he only has one leg then he still can drive!!!!"

But 5 seconds after I sent out that text.......................I saw the other leg.

*sheepish grin*

hAhAHaHAhaHa. Okay please do not assume that your taxi drivers have got only 1 leg just because they sit weirdly when they drive. Maybe it's more comfortable that way. LOL @ ME MAX.