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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How to worry my wifeWe went to Amsterdam for my wife's birthday a few years ago.
At passport control at Schipol, Mrs boukha hands over her passport, smiling at the man.
He looks at her, then at the passport, furrows his brow looking at her and the passport again. So there's a few seconds where my wife is beginning to think 'Shit, is my passport out of date? Doesn't he recognise me?' etc. etc. He looks round and scrutinises the passport again.
She was just beginning to lose control of her bowels when he smiles sweetly, hands her back her passport and says 'Happy Birthday!'.
(, Tue 7 Mar 2006, 12:55, Reply)
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