So, here I am inside a jeepney<\/a> and on my way to work and I thought of sharing this to you.<\/p>\n Everyday, I ride a jeepney to go to work. I get to experience a lot of things every 20 minutes inside the jeepney. Even when waiting for a ride, I am already exposed to a lot of things.<\/p>\n Let me begin a day’s journey in the street corner where I wait for a ride. Nowadays, the National and Local Elections just loom around the corner and politicians(and wannabe politicians), particularly at the local level, hires a lot of guys who drive around town in a vehicle with loud speakers. It can be very annoying sometimes, particularly the ones who use what they call “trompa<\/a>” or speakers shaped like a trumpet. Some even play jingles that can really annoy you. Posters are eyesores, jingles are earsores(is there such a term as an earsore?).<\/p>\n At last, here comes the jeepney! Now, I can go to work in peace. But most of the time, the ride is not peaceful.<\/p>\n Sometimes, I would have to endure the old “manangs<\/a>” talking loudly in their native dialect. I even had an experience wherein there was a girl(who looked like a boy clad in jejemon outfit) who was fast asleep. Her head kept on tossing sideways annoying other passengers beside her. I could tell if she’s drunk as I have anosmia(I lost my olfactory sensitivity).<\/p>\n