It was last Saturday afternoon at the junction of Mattar Road and Aljunied Road. The traffic lights turned red. The bus travelling along Mattar Road stopped at the centre lane in Mattar Road. It was going to turn right into Aljunied Road. I was at the left lane, next to the bus. I was going to turn left into Aljunied Road.
Then the front door of the bus opened. A man in shorts and singlet and carrying plastic bags clambered down the steps, walked in front of my car and onto the pavement. He was brown-skinned and elderly but not very old.
I was wondering how come the bus driver allowed him to go down.
Maybe he had good intentions, but if the man fell or an accident happened, the bus driver would be in trouble.
Then the front door of the bus opened. A man in shorts and singlet and carrying plastic bags clambered down the steps, walked in front of my car and onto the pavement. He was brown-skinned and elderly but not very old.
I was wondering how come the bus driver allowed him to go down.
Maybe he had good intentions, but if the man fell or an accident happened, the bus driver would be in trouble.
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