
...I was pulled out for anti-terrorism random interrogation. I wasn't told why I was being taken away... nor were Mrs ZW and our four small sons... 'You MAY be able to get back on your flight' the bastard cops said. I made the flight with 5 mins to spare, after being interrogated needlessly... didn't help that I didn't know where I was staying in NZ; didn't know how many passports I have had, and they didn't like my answer to 'why are you here in America?' - 'because the plane was going to run out of fuel'.

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Lt. Joe McNally, if you're reading this, you're a complete and utter, utter (MOD EDIT: now now, ZW, you know they read these pages)
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Tue 9 Oct 2007, 14:46,
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Right, I'm growing a beard for San Francisco in January.
Mind you, with the mince on me they'll just point me towards the Castro.
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Tue 9 Oct 2007, 14:50,
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Mind you, with the mince on me they'll just point me towards the Castro.


going to NZ via the US.
As I recall it was all a bit
'where is your US visa?'
'I don't need one, this is a refuelling stop over, I'm not actually technically entering your country'
'right, please sit on this plastic chair in this small room for 2 hours while we aggressively ask you a million question'
'ffs, k'
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Tue 9 Oct 2007, 14:56,
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As I recall it was all a bit
'where is your US visa?'
'I don't need one, this is a refuelling stop over, I'm not actually technically entering your country'
'right, please sit on this plastic chair in this small room for 2 hours while we aggressively ask you a million question'
'ffs, k'