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Not long after 9-11 I flew to Hawaii in a trench coat. Underneath I wore a skimpy sheer camisole (no bra) and long pants. I was asked to remove my coat to go through security. I started to slip my coat off my shoulders, and the security guy blushed and waved me through. On the plane, the passenger sitting next to me kept insisting I share her sandwich with her. She reached into her purse and casually pulled out a standard kitchen knife. Then she cut her sandwich in half while I braced myself for the SWAT team that didn’t show up. The rest of the flight was without incident. Once in Hawaii, I waited several hours for my luggage to show up.
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cymast
/ November 12, 2008BTW that pic isn’t me, I’m reasonably sure.
acilius
/ November 13, 2008My most potentially embarrassing airport screening moment came a couple of years ago, at the Seattle airport in May of 2006. My shoes were in one hand, my carry-on was in the other. I was wearing pants that fit very loose around the waist. When I took my belt off, they fell down. I tried holding my shoes and carry-on in my left hand and holding up my pants with my right hand, but that was not going to work. I was wearing a long shirt that went about halfway down my thighs, so I just took my pants off and wrapped them around the carry-on. When the screeners saw me, they got a little gleam in their eyes and looked at the people in line behind me, then looked at each other and chortled. They seemed to be thinking about requiring everyone else to take their pants off, too. They didn’t, though.
cymast
/ November 13, 2008Thanks telling me that- I’ll remember to wear a bum cover next time I fly. Or at least pants that don’t require a belt.
acilius
/ November 13, 2008Or pants that fit- my problem was that the waist was several inches too big for me (I’m usually in a pessimistic mood about my future weight when I buy clothes.)