The other day aboard the bus to Harbour Front on our way to Sentosa, as Haikal and I were spotting soccer balls on rooftops and talking a whole lot of crap, a middle aged chinese man entered the bus and took his place next to us.

His mannerism and facial features suggested that he was a person with a lower IQ then the average man, so we let him be as he toyed with his pack of cigarettes and his lighter - flick, flick, flick.

Next thing we knew, he had a lighted stick in his mouth and the strong smell of Sampoerna Menthol filled up the top cabin and the fumes began to engulf us, seated just a meter away from him in the air-conditioned double decker bus.

Haikal and I looked at each other, contemplated approaching him directly to tell him to stop smoking, but decided otherwise and informed the bus captain instead. He stopped the bus in the middle of nowhere, arousing the curiosity of the other passengers and did his job efficiently. The said guy snuffed out his cigarette as Haikal and I demoted ourselves to the bottom cabin as we didn’t feel comfortable sitting next to him again.

I felt kind of bad as maybe he didn’t know what he did was wrong and perhaps we should have told him directly but on the other hand, I didn’t want to risk getting hurt or whatever as he did look rather dazed and not in the right mind. But I guess, in the end what he was doing was wrong and someone had to stop him, one way or another.

At least we didn’t take a picture of him and make it our cheap shot at fame by posting said picture on Stomp Seen, right? :P