This morning my gastric went on strike again..had to take 3 hours time off to rest before setting off to work...
After medication and rest I felt much better..
Funny..my gastric has been really obedience recently..not sure what caused the upset..
As usual I took train to work..
During the transit at City Hall Mrt Station..
Just as the train arrived..I happily went into the train...
however..something terrible happened...
Guess what...
My bag, my precious golden bag was trapped by the door as it opens up..
I struggled to pull out my bag..but there is no way I could pull it out..
I thot okie will have to wait till the door closed..and release my bag..so i went into the train..getting ready to pull my bag in once the door close..
But i thot..hey..the train door normally closes earlier than the station door...There is no way I could retrieve my bag in time..
thus I went out of the train immediately and waited for the door to close and say goodbye to the train for work and Hi to my precious bag again...
Well..sad to see the train left without me..esp after waiting for so long...
now I had to wait again for the next train..oh boy!
However, still thankful that its not my hand which got trapped...
Lesson learnt: never stand too near to the station door while waiting for the train to arrive...
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