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Rotten Beef….What's Eating You?

  • Jun 15

    Today I went on vacation. I haven’t been on one in over 6 years. After Going through the wonderful horse hockey at the airport, I now remember why I haven’t.

    Check in was relatively smooth. The line, like the DMV and other places were like a Disney Theme park. Ropes wrapping around and around. Less than 30 minutes to check in, not bad.

    Now heading to the terminal, this is where it gets more fun. We have to show our boarding pass and photo id to get on the tram that takes us to the terminal. I hand the screener my boarding pass and wallet with my id VISIBLE through the “Clear plastic window” open. He says to take it out of the wallet. Why? So he can see the expiration date. WTF? This has always bothered me. My ID has expired but the picture still looks like me! What the fuck is the big deal?? The ID expired NOT my picture. Why the hell does this make a difference. So I comply and get on the tram.

    When we get to the other end (at the terminal where the gates are) they have the shoes off rule. OK, I understand, but I have to show my boarding pass and ID AGAIN!! WTF? Did my ID expire on the tram ride over? Give me a break! And if that wasn’t bad enough, as well as taking my shoes off and putting my cell phone in the bucket, the alarm went off. What did I have on my possession? NOTHING. Just my clothes. “take you belt off sir.” I was wearing a small stretchy belt with about 6 inches of leather on the end to clasp it and oh yeah, a “very small” (by that I mean less metal that a 50 cent piece and about as big) belt buckle. So I take it off, pass through the detector with no problems and proceed to gather my belongings. At this point, I just slip on my shoes on so I don’t hold the line up and walk over to a bench to tie them. After tying my shoes, I proceed to put my belt back on. But wait, where is my belt? My pants are falling down and I cannot seem to find my belt. While searching, I hear an announcement on the public address system. “If anyone has lost a belt come to…” I couldn’t make out the rest. I start walking by all the scanner lines asking if anyone has a belt. No one answers. I speak a bit louder and still no one answers. Finally someone tells me to check the information desk (which I was standing in front of calling out loudly but not receiving a response). When I approach the desk I ask the woman there who is jabbering away with a co worker if someone just called out about a lost belt. “What does it look like, we get hundreds of them?” Well, they just announced it on the PA system. “Can you describe it?” What a pain in the ass this bitch has turned out to be. After a lengthy description about what a belt looks like, I get it and I’m on my way.

    I need a coffee now! more to come….

  • Mar 1
    You Should Spend Your Summer in Europe

    You’re in to almost all forms of culture – art, music, architecture, food…
    And spending a summer at the beach sounds pretty darn boring to you.
    So head off to Europe, where you can have your tiramisu (and even eat it on the beach!)