I know I've mentioned before how I got the old pat down at an airport once. Apparently I look super suspicious. Super duper suspicious. Just a few weeks ago I flew from Sydney to Brisbane and vice-versa in one day. On the return leg, I went through the scanner easy enough. But then some young stallion security guy ushered me over so he could swab my handbag. The only thing contraband in my handbag these days is a whole lot of rubbish and random receipts.
Once he was done with frisking my handbag he ushered me away with his hand, and said, "See you later hon." Unfortunately I didn't see him later. From that comment I thought we must have been going on some secret date, but alas, he says that to all the ladies.
