It is a very unusual thing to see your wife swear in sms. She is not a swearing person by nature so something has to be really bad to make her angry enough to do so.
The source of her anger? The feeder bus we need to take to get home from the MRT station.
The train rides are bearable, if you don't get squeezed. But the thing that makes the commute really annoying is the need to take a feeder bus home.
Our flat is located between two stations, Kovan and Serangoon. We don't live next to an MRT station and it is not a short walk. So we are at the mercy of the 113 bus service. We used to have a service called 321 which was quite frequent. But then our interchange got removed and they replaced 321 with a very infrequent 113.
Very often, we wait between 15 to 20 minutes for one to come along. In that time, we can take the train from our Kovan station to Harbourfront.
So what if you have the fastest train service in the world, but the WAIT for your feeder bus, the last bit of your journey, is longer than the train ride itself? It's like home is so near, yet so far.
I think it is time to teach her how to ride a bicycle, carefully, to the train station and save some time and money. And stop her from swearing.
You know how you tell the feeder bus system has reached the tipping point of annoyance? Your wife asks you if there is a bicycle she can ride to the train station while wearing a skirt.