I won't wear pink rubber band for IC photo

I won't wear pink rubber band for IC photo
THE LONG & SHORT OF IT: Long before chewing gum was banned, long hair had suffered the same fate in the 60s and 70s.

My world changed suddenly eight days ago at the Singapore Expo.

I was there to collect the race pack for this morning's Safra Singapore Bay Run & Army Half Marathon, having registered online for the 21km run two months earlier.

As I joined the queue in Singapore Expo Hall 3B that Saturday afternoon, I pulled my wallet out of the back pocket of my jeans to take out my identity card to prove I was who I was so that I could get my stuff.

Except... where was my IC?

I searched my wallet again.

Okay, I had my 10 million credit cards, my Passion card, my Kopitiam card, my Watsons card, my Spotlight card and the free Safra membership card I received for the 45th anniversary of national service - but no identity card.

I felt like I had been transported to an alternate universe, where ICs randomly disappear from people's wallets.

How was I going to get my stuff now? Do I leave the queue? But I had travelled all the way from my home in Choa Chu Kang to the Expo.

I decided I would beg for my race pack.

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