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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Fun at LAXDuring my recent overseas travels, I had the luxury of spending 13 hours at LAX because some bastard thought it would be a good idea to get on planes without a boarding pass, thus delaying my flight and causing me to miss my outgoing from LA.
Two interesting things happened there. Firstly, being a 13 to 14 hour wait, I decided that I needed a nap. As the chairs in the waiting area are complete shit, I approached a bench in the eating area and passed out. I was harshly awoken by a member of the airport staff.
"You can't sleep here."
"Why not? There's no one around."
"You aren't a paying costumer."
To which I promptly stood up, bought a burrito from the nearest stand, sat down and said,
"It's too hot. I can't eat it now. So, fuck off. I'm tired."
After I'd woken from my nap, my burrito was cold, soggy and inedible. So, that was about $10 which never satisfied me.
It was about time for my flight, so I ran to my terminal. As I was in line for boarding, I witnessed possibly the most stereotypical picture I may ever see again.
There, directly in front of me, was a Mexican family of 12. All of them had reasonable carry-on luggage except for the father and the son.
He had a television resting on his shoulder with the fruit of his loins toting hubcaps.
(, Fri 3 Mar 2006, 18:06, Reply)
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