This is Your Captain Speaking. Never Mind.

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I still find it appalling that even before the plane skied comfortably on the tarmac upon a successful, bumpy-less landing, this father of two toddlers were already up in arms at the door - the infants lugged around his belly like extra masses of living luggages, his equally blur-looking wife ready to stomp out like a zealous quarterback in a badly-fomed scrum.

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Even the stewardess, who was still anchored in her emergency seat by the door looked pretty uncomfortable and anxious at the family - hello? the plane's still moving, and my angmoh captain had yet to formally announce that we have landed, okay? I think in her mind she must have wondered if they were competitors in some Amazing Race 'Parents with Bundled Kids Along' Competition or something like that, trying to hook on to the next connecting flight to Halifax or Timbuctoo in a record terminal run of less than three minutes.

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I don't think the parents view the children's safety as a paramount issue here. And I don't think they cared to wait for the captain's announcement.

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Even though I saw a glimpse of a red-covered passport with a recognisable emblem - ah! Singaporeans! - I think they overdid the kiasu syndrome here.

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And I hate to admit the ugly side of our people has gone on the flight of international status.