Aren't we suppose to?

Sometimes i wonder why do some people don't realise that they are fucked up somewhere and react accordingly? Just like when i saw this guy wearing the army no.4 at the bus stop. All of us at the bus stop were waiting for the buses so I wasn't really paying attention to him till he stood up, walked behind his maid and towards the bus just up ahead. His maid was carrying his black bag on the left, with the other hand occupied too. So i thought that guy must be from NCC as he looks like he is some kind of fucking underage loser with hairstyle just like your grandfather who is always buying gel products to keep those pathetic hair of his to stand. So i tried to spot for the 'NCC' word on his uniform where his rank suppose to be. There isn't any 'NCC', instead i found 'SINGAPORE' on his left pocket of the uniform which suppose to mean that he is serving his NS. With his both hands swinging up and down and nothing on both, his poor maid had to carry his bloody bag! I thought this could only happen in dramas and i still could not believe my eyes. So i glared at that NSF, turned to eye his maid, and back to look into that loser's eyes. He saw my actions, and i shook my heavy head. He looked at me as if he had just won the war for Singapore singlehandedly and away, he continued proceeding behind his maid up the bus. Winner of the golden bag award goes to the maid. Balls, this is so amazing. NSF, i am amazed by you. As a Singaporean, as a fellow nsf, i salute you. Best of luck pal.