Aug 22, 2005 03:14
Ok its three am. I just got done celebrating my friend Marks birthday with a few beers and a showing of Boondock saints and I should probably head off to bed but I have to relay this story before I do.
So today at work I got to drive to truck to the post office. This is a sweet gig. All I have to do is drive the truck down to the post office, see if they have any mail for us, log any mail we do have with a scanning gun, then take the mail back to our mail sort facility so that it can be sorted and sent out to the flights. What makes this so easy is we never get any mail in the evenings. All I had to move was one container of mail. The rest of the night I just relaxed in our break room and every once in a while made a run down to the post office to check things out and mainly to hang out in thier break room. So I did this for 7 hours then played dominoes with some guys at our mail sort facility. I had just finished up a game when I saw that it was 9:35 and I had left my scanner gun down at the post office. I could have just left it there but then I would get chewed out about it the next day and I didnt feel like hearing about it so I hopped into the truck and hauled ass to the post office to pick up the scanner gun. As I was heading back to the mail sort facility I had to go through a security gate. We have security gaurds stationed at these gates who check our badges, open up the gates and let us pass. As I pulled up to the gate the security gaurd came out of his shack and took my badge. We said our hellos and as he was opening the gate he asked me "So you are the guy who is going to be driving the truck the rest of the evening?" and without giving it a second thought I replied "Oh no I just came back to the post office to get my gun."......
So after the gaurd finished completly searching my truck and flagging my badge for the day I finally explained to him I meant my scanner. Of all the dumb things I could have said. I cant believe I said that. Thank God that HPD wasnt around or I dont think I would be able to sit down and type this. So the moral of this story boys and girls is never say gun to airport securtiy. Nite