I’m on may way home from a two-day work trip. I get to airport security and start the whole drill… laptop out, belt off, temporarily put phone in hand carry, take off shoes… then I realize… oh crap…
Flashback to earlier in the day… I’m going to be on my feet the whole day, so I squirt a liberal amount of Gold Bond powder into each sock.
Back to security… as I take off my shoes, I realize that I’m tracking around white powder. I immediately have visions of being thrown into a TSA interrogation room as they suspect me of trying to track anthrax onto the plane.
Thankfully, no one says a thing. I quietly put my shoes back on and breathe a sigh of relief.
Tags: not a terrorist, travel, TSA isn't funny
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