
in the middle of february, the peak of winter. i was at the lansing ai
rport en route back to singapore. my flight heading to cincinnati was 30 minutes away when i felt taking a leak. so men's room i went to.
nobody's around and i just dropped my bulky backpack on the clean floor and took the position before an urinoir. a few seconds later, a mid-aged male caucassian wrapped by thick leather jacket entered straight to urinoir at the other end. after finishing my natural call, i moved to the washing sink without picking up my backpack. i saw the man took a suspicious gaze at my backpack lying idly on the floor. he then rushed out and didnt even bother to wash his wet hands. suddenly i felt unconformtable with his gesture.
i picked up my heavy backpack and got off wondering if he's waiting outside. i was right. i saw him standing there looking at me. seeing me carrying my backpack, he seemed relieved and then turned around to disappear around the corner leaving me with a thought of being a victim of american prejudice. with a southasian/middle east look, it's almost common to find that kind of situation in the post-911 america. as they say, "you can't be too careful".