Could NOT contain my laughter just now!!! I walked past a man on his cell phone, and he was screammmming! He had a pretty hick accent, and was really concerned.

"DO KIDS EAT FREE TONIGHT? DOOO. KIDSSS. EATTT. FREEE TONIGHT!?!"


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Little Plastic Baggies

For some reason, TSA has had it out for me ever since I brought two computers along one time. They acted like it was soooo unusual, and made a scene. I have been searched or questioned almost every flight since then. Particularly those on which I attempt to bring another computer.

Today I walked up, and started the long process of getting ready to go trough the scanner. With bangles, a computer, a ziploc full of liquids, 2 jackets, and a hula hoop, I knew it would be lengthy. Luckily this is a Wednesday, so I take my time.

Home girl at the scanner machine looks pissed. She obvi hates her life, her fatttt ass, and me, because she stared me down like I was the scum of the earth. Expecting the usual questions/weird looks about my hoop, I watch her face for any reaction other than a death scowl. All of the sudden, her face lights up like a fuckin Christmas tree! She jumped off her stool, called on her posse, and directed my ass to the side.

Of course, I'm pissed! This always happens to me! Even though I know I don't have anything crazy on me, I still get scared every now and then. Hey, I'm forgetful! I wait to see what she's honing in on, and my stomach drops when she holds up a little plastic baggy and shakes it at my face like she just caught me stealing the National Treasure. She smiles and finally likes her job for a second, so that makes me feel good.

But WTFFF is in that baggy? This is not a ziploc, this is a small, clear baggy with little round shapes inside.... Shut the front door! Luckily I only shit myself for a second or two before she shook em close enough for me to realize what it really was.

Turns out, one of my jackets still had the tag in.... The kind of tag that has a little baggy holding extra buttons. IN YO FACE, ya cranky beeyotch! I laughed my ass off, counted my blessings, grabbed all my shit, and told Feleeshakwonya to sit and spin.

Home to Lubbock :)

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