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My oddest concealed weapon story.
The wife and I were in Detroit flying back to Florida 3 days after 9/11. Our flight out of denver had been delayed so ew missed the connector in Detroit and had to stay overnight. As we get to the gate the next morning and showed out boarding passes, from yesterday the ticket agent freaks out. ((her first day back to work and you could tell she was right on the edge of a breakdown).
I patiently explained that they knew we would miss the connector before we ever left Denver so they had booked us on this morning's flight. She found us in the computer but continued to flip out. "Very irregular!! They shouldn't have done that!!! Yada yada yada!"
I finally told her that I understood her nervousness given the recent events but that she could check with her supervisor or whatever. I then showed her my police ID (which rarely do unless something gets serious) and said "I'm one of the good guys. Get it?" She took my ID and dashed off behind closed doors. "Oh great", I thought. This can't be good.
She came back in a minute, somewhat calmed, and gave us first class seat assignments!
A few minutes later, we're sitting there waiting for the boarding call and a guy sits down next to me.
It's the pilot. "Are you the police officer?", he asks quietly. I told him I was and I wasn't trying to make a stink.
"No problem", he says. Then quietly, and a litlte hopefully he asks. "Are you armed?".
"I have a sharp tongue", I told him. "Glad to have you aboard anyway", he said, somewhat disappointedly I thought.
The shrimp in First Class was excellent.
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