The cashcard In-Vehicle Unit seems like a mile away from your steering wheel. Your belly starts to steer the wheel for you.* You can no longer see the front of your car when you drive up a multi storey carpark. You pray for big open parking lots because you cannot weave through cars like Christy Cheung. Then again, I think nobody else can lah. Squatting cubicles with no side handles scare you. Filthy, wet squatting cubicles with no side handles terrify you so much you mutter “I cannot give birth here. I cannot give birth here” while you pee. You make your mardder so nervous with the squatter toilet story, she…