Airport StoriesBack when I was a moody teenager I took a cheap flight that involved changing planes and having to go through security again. My bags were pre-checked so, when I set off the metal detector, I honestly said to the security guy that I had no idea what had set it off.
Until, that is, he searched me and found the metal knife and fork stamped "KLM" I'd nicked off the previous flight.
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chthonic, Fri 3 Mar 2006, 10:09)
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But of course they do.After getting through security to the departure lounge at New York JFK, I realised I'd forgotten to send any of the postcards in my bag.
I approached a security guard standing near the metal detectors, watching people put their shoes back on after the extensive search. I asked her if there might be a post box on this side of the barrier.
"There are no post boxes in the airport, sir."
"Oh? Why is that?" I asked, aware that we were currently standing in one of the most secure places on the planet.
She looked at me as though I was an idiot.
"People send bombs," she said.
Truth, or hysterical United States paranoiaganda? You be the judge.
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somegreybloke, Sat 4 Mar 2006, 13:59,
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