Leaving Denver

In June, I told the story about getting yelled at for putting my shoes on the airport security conveyer belt.

What I forgot to mention was that three days later, another airport security agent berated me. But this time, it was my fault.

See, normally I take out my boarding pass and ID to have ready when going through an airport's security checkpoint. And I put all my spare change and electronic gadgets in a bag to put through the x-ray machine.

As a result, I've gotten very good at tuning out what the security agents are saying as I walk past them. Usually, they are telling me to do the very things I've already done. Or they are giving instructions on what to do with a lap-top computer. If I have one. Which I never do.

Almost never, that is.

This time, I was carrying a lap-top bag for a friend. (It's a good thing they didn't ask me whether I'd packed the bag myself.) I knew there was a computer inside, but I was in my usual ignore-the-security-agents-because-whatever-they-are-saying-doesn't-apply-
to-me mode.

I didn't take out the computer ahead of time. I was scolded. And this time, I deserved it.

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