They appear in politics. They appear in government and even in business sector when people doesn’t like what’s going on, or when people think something’s not right.
But I didn’t expect it to appear in a smaller scale, like a small group of people riding in a public transportation.
Five years ago (or more). Somewhere around November 1 or 2.
All Saints Day or All Souls Day.
Around 9pm. Several people visiting the cemetery.
Me and my brother are heading home.
There was a jeepney waiting. (Jeepney: a public utility vehicle)
We went in.
The jeepney didn’t go yet because they got few passengers inside.
Still waiting for other passengers to come.
People are coming in.
Jeepney’s around 75% full.
Most of the time, with this numbers of passengers, jeepneys would usually leave the area.
We saw other jeepneys arrive in the area.
Collect a few passengers, and leave.
After witnessing that several times, the passengers began to feel angry because they are still in the area.
The driver’s assistant (we call it the konduktor) is still shouting and calling for passengers to come even though it is 75% full.
And we are waiting for several minutes already.
Passengers began to nag and murmur on themselves.
And then they start talking to each other. Ranting about the driver.
It only took a small spark to get the fire going.
One passenger suggested we abandon the jeepney and transfer.
And everyone agreed.
And then everyone went out.
The konduktor saw this. Wide-eyed. Regret all over his face.
The previous 75% full now becomes 0%.
The konduktor exclaimed: “Suuuus, daghan na unta to!!!” Shouting an expression of regret to the driver.
November 22, 2016. Ayala Center Cebu Terminal. Around 4pm.
I am now inside the jeepney. People are coming in.
It doesn’t take time for the jeepney to get full. (At least in my point of view.)
But to the konduktor, it’s not yet full.
He still ask for passengers to come in.
Two people came in.
Went to the far end of the jeepney. And eventually went out because there are no more space to sit.
The konduktor, after seeing this, shouted to the passengers to compress more.
He slammed the side of the jeepney three times so people would compress.
And then he invited another passenger to come in. And another.
A middle-aged woman went in. But still went out.
The passengers are already ranting.
They even told the konduktor that it is already full. But they were told it still lacks two.
13 passengers each side, he says.
We counted. It’s still 12. But we are already packed like sardines.
He told us in a loud voice (konduktors usually have a loud voice) to compress more if we really want the jeepney to go.
He said this until it becomes like a threat — that unless we compress, the jeepney won’t go.
He extends his arms and gestured to compress more. Telling us to move our butts.
The passengers are now talking to each other.
And agreed that we all get out and look for another jeepney.
It so happen that another jeepney came in.
And we immediately got out from the jeepney. All of us, leaving the jeepney empty.
We immediately transferred to another jeepney.
But the Terminal Operator in the area told us that the jeepneys are in sequence.
Meaning other jeepneys will not be filled with passengers unless the first jeepney leaves.
Some passengers went back to the jeepney. Others didn’t.