Wednesday, August 19, 2009

Wordy Wednesday #73: Define "Liquid"

I had packed the two suitcases. One was completely closed up and ready to go. The other was still on the table, awaiting the last minute addition of the kids' toiletries. As we're heading out the door Friday morning to catch a bus to take us to the airport, the toilet overflows in the guest second kids' bathroom. As I'm overreacting to that mess, Pete is asking me what else needs to be done. I toss him the toiletries and tell him, once they're in the suitcase, we're good to go.

And off we go.

Two bags checked, all people checked in, shoes and hats off and through security, we are waiting in the Southwest lounge to board. A random child of mine asks for a DS or a book or whatever, and I open the amusement carry-on to hand it over.

And I see this.

Is That a Bottle of Sunscreen or Are You Just Happy to See Me?

So, tell me, does anybody else think to themselves, "Hmmmmm. If the TSA misses this much liquid in its security check, what else does it miss?"

And, tell me, if you were me, would you notify the TSA about this oversight? Or, at your husband's request, would you wait until you are home safe and sound, days later?

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Anonymous said...

I'd like to say that this surprises me, but it sure doesn't. I'm convinced that if someone really wanted to smuggle something bad onboard they'll find a way to do it, and in the mean time the rest of us get hassled over the size of our liquid containers. My very blonde daughter has an Arabic first name and never fails to get the extra search routine. Profiling bugs me too! Our small local airport is much more zealous in it's inspections than some of the larger ones we've flown thru, go figure.

I'd have to agree with your husband,or else coming home could prove to be a very bumpy ride! :-)

Coal Miner's Granddaughter said...

Why am I not surprised? I so totally would have waited until I returned.


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