
Back 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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( , Fri 3 Mar 2006, 10:09)
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I had spent a good while (40 mins or so) going through security, having my bags inspected, taking off my shoes, and suchlike. This was only a few weeks after 9-11, so everyone was on edge.
After security had finally decided I wasn't carrying a weapon, I proceeded through, found my gate, and sat down.
And then I laughed. Right in front of me was a big table covered in deadly items: Chainsaws, fuel canisters, knives, fireworks, boxcutters, and a neat little sign which read "Be sure to check your belongings for any of these unapproved items."
There was no guard, I could've killed everyone.
( , Fri 3 Mar 2006, 19:50, Reply)
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