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Ok, interesting thing that happened last Friday. As I was commuting home via the MRT, this girl on my left suddenly started talking and asking me questions - interview style.

"Where are you going?”, “Where are you headed?", "What do you do?” I assumed she was just one of those who normally chatted with strangers. Didn't her parents tell her anything about talking with unknown potential psychopaths? Ok, I'm hardly a psychopath. I think I'm more of a vigilante.

I was just about to ask myself "am I that cute??" when she said "Kawawa ka naman mukhang puyat na puyat ka ah..." (You look so freakin' haggard).

"Thanks, I get that a lot. It's inborn", I managed. But I thought I might as well chat with her for a change anyway.

So there, by the time we got to the last stop, she knew about my work, where I live, my girlfriend and the play list on my mobile. As I walked home, I thought - if only people on the MRT where that congenial. Everyday you'll get to know fellow employees working on a plethora of business lines and entrepreneurs with great innovations. Imagine, everyday, there's a chance for networking services, trade and business ideas. Every ride on the MRT will be a business summit that companies like ours usually pay millions to participate in per year (specially for us since we cater to personal to business to government solutions). I realize then the tons and tons of opportunity lost and deals closed just by ignoring those you bump with while on transit.

I mean, everyday, while pushing and squeezing ourselves into the MRT train, we just bump into them, hit some of their - um, sensitive parts, some of them also hitting our crotches and we're all practically participating on a big group hug that we might as well get to know each other!

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