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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We Do Not Negotiate With Terrorists.The annual Godbox Family outing rolls around and we find ourselves at the airport.
My dad & grandad are dressed in their best Eastend leather jackets, which do not flatter men of short stature. How they hope to wear these once we arrive in Fuerteventura, one can only speculate. Both look like what they think they are: The Krays. Only I can see the twat factor. They are about as dangerous as a hedgehog in a teacosy. Big talk, & big coats. Big deal. Its futile being embarrassed by men with foghorn voices who talk in a curious mixture of rhyming slang & monty python, so by this point, I embrace it.
Checkout Woman: 'Sir, Your bag is too heavy; You'll have to leave something behind.'
Dadbox to Grandadbox: 'Dammit dad, we'll have to take out the AK-47s..'
Needless to say, 40 mins later, after bag search & close scrutiny by security, dadbox learns the hard way, that the weaponry jokes should be kept for AFTER take-off.
(, Fri 3 Mar 2006, 23:00, Reply)
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