krispy kreme

My female owner realised that she should have more faith in her prayers. She had a nagging suspicion that her luggage was overweight. The baggage allowance was officially 20 kg but one can push the limit to about 25kg. Lugging her luggage around Brisbane City, she knew that she probably hit 30kg.

Ah, so while she waited patiently in line to check-in and in between reading “Opening Skinner’s Box”, a book which one of her friends lent her to bring to Brisbane to read (in the event that she is bored… and yes, she procrastinated reading the book until now, when she is on the way back to Singapore!), she prayed for God’a favour to be upon her. So that she can scrap through without having to pay for excess baggage (some of the weight belonged to her research supervisor, who asked her to bring some books to Singapore).

After an hour of waiting (yes, it was that slow..), she was at the head of the queue. She eyed each counter staff with anxiety… hoping to get the most friendly looking one. She observed the one and only male counter staff who was giving the male passenger he was serving a hard time. This stern looking middle-aged man insisted on weighing even the male passenger’s hand luggage.

To her horror, Mr Stern-looking served her next. With fear and apprehension, my female owner went forward, dragging luggage (hoping that it looked light), carrying her backpack and holding three boxes of Krispy Kreme.

SL: “No Krispy Kreme” (was the first thing he said to her).

FO: Stunned look.

SL: “You’ve got to leave those here” (gesturing to the counter top).

As what a submissive Asian Singaporean girl would do, my female owner obeyed (thinking how her Onli Frens were going to be disappointed)

Meekly she asked: “May I know why?” (she thought it was some new regulation)

SL: “Because I like them, that’s why”

Breaking into a smile, my female owner knew that all was good (Aussie slang).

They did a little small talk about Krispy Kreme and how he shocked her.

Next, weighing the luggage – she watched as the number crept up to 29kg. *sweat*

SL: “It should be 25kg” (gently and quietly)

FO: “Thank you so much.” (with a knowing smile)

There you go, she breezed through with an overweight luggage and a funny experience to remember. Ironically, just before this, she was reading the chapter on Stanley Milgram and Obedience to Authority.