Airport StoriesBack when I was a moody teenager I took a cheap flight that involved changing planes and having to go through security again. My bags were pre-checked so, when I set off the metal detector, I honestly said to the security guy that I had no idea what had set it off.
Until, that is, he searched me and found the metal knife and fork stamped "KLM" I'd nicked off the previous flight.
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chthonic, Fri 3 Mar 2006, 10:09)
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Careful where u put ur legsWhilst waiting for a flight from Spain I decided to wedge my leg in between some railings. All was well until we had to move and I could not remove my now swollen knee cap from between the iron railings. My mother, in her infinite wisdom, decided the best course of action would be to attempt to yank me backwards (for want of a better phrase). My screams (of pain) attracted the airport security and the spanish police, as my plight became a spectacle to the entire airport. After some kindly airport official brought an ice pack to reduce the swelling I was finally freed, to a round of applause from the crowd of giggling onlookers. Safe to say we missed our flight and it was the most embarrassing day of my life.
I was 16 and have not been to an airport since
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porndog rich shameless plug: www.sureradio.com, Wed 8 Mar 2006, 3:48,
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