Greetings, all.


Greetings, all. fanny here. I went to the airport to pick up a friend from his trip. I got to the electronic boothy thing that xrays purses and carry-ons and that checks your bod for metal. Anyway, I walked thru just fine, but they took a long time checkin' out the images in my purse. Instead of giving me my purse back when they were done, they handed it to a security guard. "Do you have a problem?" I asked. "Talk to him about it, Ma'am" and he handed my purse to the mega-guard. He then proceeds to take everything out of my purse. Even the lint. Whatta jerk. He gets to my key ring and asks, "What's this, Ma'am?" "They're keys." "No, I mean these." And he points to the little cuffs I have hooked on my keyring. "It's a key chain. A novelty item." "Hey, Bill, look at these thumbcuffs!" and mega-guard calls over his croney. "These are thumbcuffs, right Bill?" "Yep. They are," said Bill the dimwit. "No, they're NOT!" I insist. "They are a toy! A gimmick! I've been in and out of this airport THREE TIMES in the last month, and I've NEVER been stopped like this before!" I'm angry now.

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