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the line to board my flight moved slowly. slow enough to watch a man be "randomly" selected for a body and bag check. security escorted him to a table only a couple yards away. Security was interested in his carry-on. his carry-on was a steel lock box with a cream colored rubberized coating. he was instructed to open it.
never have i seen this type of box used as a carry-on, very curious was i to know the contents. i thought perhaps a transplant organ of some sort. perhaps some green glowing urainium rods. perhaps stainless steel tubular canisters containing even more curious content.
he took his time finding the keys to the box, almost begging to attract a larger audience. completely engrossed, i would have refused to board the plane till this drama had fully played out.
my view was temporarily blocked, but the voice of security was easily heard. "you sure do like to keep your candy safe, don't you?” i immediately assumed that "candy" must be slang for drugs, or munitions. The line took a step forward. i saw the open box and it's contents.
clark bars and paper clips.
clark bars are probably the least dangerous of all candy bars (now a snickers is something to fear). even from a goodness perspective, clark bars hardly warrant being stored in a lock box. the four boxes of paper clips seem to be standard issue. they were stored in those plastic boxes with the latch so hard to open it usually result in a game of pick-up.
clark bars and paper clips, that was it. not even mcgyver could do anything with clark bars and paper clips. this would be a safe flight.
Posted by griff at April 21, 2002 11:49 PM