I ride the MRT (Metro Rail Transit) every day to work. If you’re a regular passenger of this transit, you are familiar to the art of “squeezing yourself into a small space just to make it in time for work.” You should also be willing to step into the personal spaces of fellow passengers, allotting only a few inches away from his/her face. It is a requirement to wear deodorant or else you will be killed with dagger stares of others.

Never complain of getting squished, pushed, or pulled or else you will hear the overused sentence, “Kung ayaw mo maabala, mag-taxi ka!” (If you don’t want any discomfort, take the taxi!) Prepare for backstabbing and overheard complaints directed to you if you decide on being a spoiled brat on the train.

Props to you if you manage to get out of the train without rumpling your perfectly-ironed office wear.

Oh and last thing, the fare is really cheap.