Height of Weightlessness

Well I know I was supposed to introduce some new characters but man something unexpected happened. Mike was going home, oh by the way when I say home... I mean he was going back to his home country for a vacation. For the benefit of people who have never been on an airplane there is a weight limit on the amount of baggage one can carry on a plane. Its not like you can carry 500 lbs of personal luggage. That can only happen only if you own a plane, now since you are reading this blog, it very well proves that you own a toy airplane, which can barely fit your finger.

Anyways, moral of the story, there is the limit and Mike was suddenly concerned about it. At first I thought why he ought to be so very concerned. But when I saw the things he was packing I was sure he ought be very concerned. There were chocolates lots of them each weighing a pound, and other accessories, now lets not delve in to the details. So with the weight concern putting him neck deep in water, he decide to weigh the bags. Now the million dollar question... how?

At first he decided to take the bags to a weighing station (the place where they weigh vehicles). It took an eternity for us to convince him that his bag ought to weigh in tonnes to register some weight. Then he came with some other bright ideas, the kind of that would make Newton commit suicide, I cant even suggest them leave alone explain. Well the weighing ideas got so much on to me that finally I suggested that maybe he can take the bags to a morgue since they will have a machine to weigh dead bodies. He actually liked the idea (what am I a born pervert... jeez). Luckily he didn’t execute the idea, THERE’S GOD AND HE ENSURES THAT I DON’T SCREW UP HUMANITY. HALLELUJAH.

One fine evening he got a weighing machine from one of his acquaintance. Alright get ready for the climax. Lemme explain what happened that evening in points.

1. Mike finally got a weighing machine.
2. Suddenly a problem stuck him (poor thing it was too much for him to handle, if he were to be a server then you can expect a dialog “Processes acting weirdly, system totally screwed up, cant even shutdown).
a. Anyways the problem, when the bags were placed on the weighing machine, they were kind of touching the floor. Don’t ask me how, if you cant visualize try placing a bag with a wide base on a small weighing machine. If you didnt get it even after that, join “Mike’s Club”.
3. So one of my honorable roommates, Raai, suggested to him that he weigh himself first, then weigh himself holding the bag, subtract the former weight from the latter and BANG!! he gets the weight of the bag.
4. Mike was like “DUH!!...”. so another 30 minutes spent in explaining the physics behind the entire idea. That’s when I felt “The world would have been a better place with Dinosaurs and Humans living in total harmony” (pssst...don’t try to find the logic).
5. So first Mike weighs himself and then with the bags. Nope... he is not satisfied. So Jita does the same thing, Nope he is not satisfied. By the way the weight of the bags came out to be similar in both cases.
6. That’s when it stuck Jita and Raai that they could have spent the time teaching dogs to fly, they would have been at least 50% successful.
7. Finally Mike takes it to the USPS office and then he was satisfied. Don’t ask how they allowed it, I really have no idea.

So with the weight problem solved Mike is all ready to go. Then I decide to wear my devils hat, so I casually asked Mike “Isn’t there a restriction on the bag size?”. Then........ HA HA HA HA HA (that’s the devils laugh).