Airport Security
I was nineteen and working airport security at Stansted. At the time I was sitting at a little desk keeping an eye out for passangers trying to get back into the Baggage Reclaim (which is technically a restricted zone.) I had been briefed that a film crew would be in the terminal filming stock footage of staff going about their business so when I spied the big camera pointing at me I did my best to act nonchalant (all the while thinking 'YAY IM GONNA BE ON TV!')

A couple of years later there was a security breach in another part of the airport with someone from the Daily Mirror getting into the cockpit of a parked plane with a flamethrower or something... another security company was at fault.

So there I was, sitting there watching the news report with my girlfriend and flatmate. The reporter's voice over saying something like 'calls for an inquest into this incident are underway after this embarrassing breach in airport security ' all the while showing the stock footage of me smiling vacantly.

'YAY I'M ON TV!' I shouted
(catbrain likes the hairy scratchings bestest, Thu 11 Jun 2009, 15:09, 1 reply)

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( SpankyHanky, Wed 17 Jun 2009, 13:02, closed)