06/03/2026
Part 3 — The Printout Story
I thought the printout embarrassment was the worst part of the story…It actually got worse.
If you missed the earlier part, I once embarrassed myself at a printing shop because I mixed up printout and photocopy.
After stressing myself about the printout that my agent said I would need for the airport… another problem appeared.
The agent suddenly told me I also needed an affidavit, and that without it, my check-in might not be approved at the airport.
Immediately, everything became a rush.
Within a week, I had to start running around again trying to get the document ready.
So I went to the court to process the affidavit.
But the experience there shocked me.
The woman who was supposed to help me looked at me and probably thought I was just a small girl she could easily send around.
Before I knew it, she started giving me errands.
At one point, she even asked me to go to the filling station to get petrol for her.
I was already tired from the stress of the previous days, but I kept cooperating because I didn’t want anything to delay my travel process.
Deep down I kept thinking:
“All these stress… just for documents they said I might need.”
Eventually, everything was ready.
I carried all the documents carefully inside my file.
I was fully prepared for the airport officers to start asking questions.
But when I finally got there…
Something unexpected happened.
They didn’t ask for the printout.
They didn’t ask for the affidavit either.
In fact, those documents are still sitting quietly inside my file today… completely unused.
All the running around.
All the stress.
All the embarrassment.
And in the end… nobody even asked for them.
Now whenever I remember that experience, I just laugh.
Because life sometimes teaches us in funny ways.
Sometimes we stress ourselves so much preparing for problems that never even show up.
But maybe those experiences still serve a purpose.
They teach patience.
They teach humility.
And later, they become stories we can laugh about.
Have you ever stressed yourself over something only to realize later it wasn’t even necessary?
