A year ago I attended a meeting in Las Vegas, six 18 hour days in a row (no time for playing!), my flight home was a red-eye. I was so tired I was brain dead. To make matters worse, my co-worker and best friend convinced me that if we ate a big meal and had a
few glasses of wine we'd sleep the whole way home.
Keep in mind that I travel A LOT for my job and have learned to wear bra's with no wire, slip on shoes, no belts, pins, or costume jewelery of any kind.
We get to the airport in plenty of time, I put my carryon, which has my lap top in it, my shoes, jacket, etc on the belt and step through the scanner. Well the thing goes off and scares the heck out of me. At that instant I realize I forgot to take my cell phone out of my pocket (told you I was brain dead). As I reached in my pocket to pull out the phone, well, you would have thought I was a terrorist for sure. I was surrounded by 6 security officers with their guns drawn! I held out the phone and said it's just my phone, I forgot it was in my pocket. They very gingerly took my phone away, I mean away into a seperate room, and took me and all my belongings into another room. I was searched by a female, first with the wand and then by hand, while a tech was searching my bag, they took out everything and examined it, and opened, I mean opened with a screw driver my lap top and inspected the hard drive!
Half an hour later, fully humiliated, I met my friend at the boarding gate. At the sight of me, she burst into laughter and said oh no lady, I don't think I should be associating with you. Til this day she teases me about it once a week.
What an idiot...can't imagine what would have happened if I had a box cutter!
