“Darling,”
“Hmmm?“
“Darling look! Over there darling, that man’s yesterday is showing. How embarrassing?”
“What? Oh yes well you see back in hmm hmmmm.”
“Darling do speak up.”
“Huh? What was going on?”
“We were talking about that man’s bleed-through, utterly embarrassing, showing one’s yesterday like that, don’t you think?”
“Hmmm quite right dear, quite right.”
“Hi sir, I am sorry to tell you this but you’ll need to check one of those bags in. You can only bring one piece of carry-on onto the flight.”
“What bags? I don’t have any bags with me.”
“Those dark grey ones with you sir. Please, I can’t let you onto the plane with them.”
“I don’t know what bags you are talking about, honestly, all I have with me is my passport and my ticket.”
“Maybe you’ll be able to see them more easily in a mirror sir…”
“…what do you-are you talking about these?”
“Yes sir. We have a strict policy here. Unfortunately you won’t be allowed to fly unless you check one of them in.”
“How can I check a body part into your luggage department? That makes no sense. And so what if I am a little tired? Why does that matter? I was planning to sleep on the plane.”
“Sir, you exceed the weight limit if you have two bags under your eyes, and in your case, even one of those bags may put you over the limit. Now please, make your way back to baggage control. Thank you, next.”
Walking back past the queue of eager soon-to-be passengers, he noticed a severe lack of depth perception. Yesterday has been taking a toll for a while now.