Jun 23, 2007 20:29
Ok, so i just took a trip to TX not too long ago. (Pause for people to stop wishing that I had stayed) on the way back when we were in line to get to the security check point I told my friend in line in front of me not to worry that when they pulled her aside for the "RANDOM" extra through luggage check it would have nothing to do with the fact that I was mouthing the word "BOMB" behind her. So then we get to the X-Ray machine and I look back and the belt has stopped and my bag is inside the X-Ray machine and the guard is calling for a supervisor. Uh-Oh.
The supervisor nods to her and says "yes, just a minute". My X-ray guard says "NO REALLY, Supervisor"
Oh bloody hell!!!!
Ok, well now all my travel companions are looking back at me wondering what it is. Then it dawns on me. I have a nail file on the little fingernail clippers in my bathroom bag. Ok, mystery solved. I say to the supervisor that is leading me to the side with my bag. "Oh, i bet you it is the nail file on the nail clippers". She looks at me with a serious face and says "No.".
Oh hell!!!!! Strip search here i come.
I shut the hell up at this point cause jokes are just going to make it worse. The supervisor starts to go through the bag and I am just holding my breath waiting till they find whatever it is and I HAVE NO CLUE WHAT IT IS. Then the supervisor pulls out my belt from my fest costume and says "here it is."
WHAT THE HELL!!!!!!!!
I look at her and say "That?"
"Yes this," she says and I look confused. I mean it is just a fest belt with all my junk on it. HOW THE HELL DOES THAT ALMOST GET ME STRIP SEARCHED?
The supervisor then takes the ring of the belt and holds it up against the spout of my hip flask and says "these two were laying like this and looked like a grenade."
It was at this point that my traveling companions started to laugh, I don't remember when it was they stopped but I know it wasn't soon enough.