so much for customs

Unable to part with all of my purses, shoes, jewelry, and coveted skinny high school jeans, packing for two years was rather difficult. at the last minute, I found myself throwing miscellaneous crap into a box that i was going to ship to myself. There were piles of unopened bills, my winter coat, a few books, and a prescription antibiotic . I was slightly concerned about the box getting through customs with prescription drugs in, but figured there was enough miscellaneous crap that they would never see it. And that hopefully drug sniffing dogs don't recognize Z-paks. I was right. No one even questioned my box. Which is downright unbelievable because my miscellaneous crap also happened to contain a metronome. Not just any metronome, but the loudest metronome humanly possible. WITH A BATTERY IN IT. Not just a battery, but A WORKING BATTERY. This box arrived at my apartment loudly ticking!! Australia is lucky I'm not a terrorist.