The Kubler Ross Model

Nothing is better than learning through real life experience.

Kaman and I had a nice Sunday lunch. As we sqeezed in the crowded lift as we got up the other floor for food, a young beauty slipped in last. I must say that, the lift was indeed as packed as canned sadin - we could hardly breathe - and yes, the door didn't close.

After few seconds, an ordinarily-impatient voice shouted from the inner cube: "Hey it's overweighted."

Then ten pairs of eyes (including us) looked at the just-entered slim girl - who was in a state of disbelief, with her eyes blinking, trying to squeeze in further.

Another second passed, door remained wide open. She then pointed to Kaman (who was also quite close to the door), stated, "Hey your bag is too close to the door, step back." As always an obedient student, my friend did so, still nothing happened.

Another impatient voice came, "Madam, the red OVERWEIGHT light is on!"

Everyone else looked at the light, and back to the beauty. She hesitated, but still bargaining for spaces, trying to make herself lighter by tip-toeing back and forth. And of course Newton's physics didn't fail for her, and the red light kept shining bright and hot. (And I am sure there are many other red lights shining on the heads behind me, too.)

Finally, she gave up. Stepped out the lift door, she looked back to all of us with her pair of crystal clear eyes - in it we saw a complex mixture of anger and depression.

As soon as the lift door closed - my friend and I grinned, as we have wittnessed the classical 5 stages of grief in the Kubler Ross Model, all within 30 seconds: Denial - Anger - Bargaining - Depression - (and perhaps yet to the final stage: Acceptance).

We drawed a reasonable conclusion, perhaps for some ladies, overweight is equivalent to death. Haha.