Wednesday, December 5, 2007
It's official, I'm sick, call the bomb dogs
Cue the violins for me... I've eaten breakfast and want to go take a nap. Trying to keep putting liquids down.
Oh, forgot a funny story from yesterday. We had grab and go lunches for people to take with them to the airport at the end of the meeting. I brought mine. Got to the airport though and the flight was delayed 1.5 hours, so I had time to send my mom a postcard (she loves getting postcards). Had to walk to the exact opposite end of the building, but that was fine since I had so much time. Put my stuff down, wrote the card, and mailed it. Went through security (a pain since I was carrying a computer AND a projector), went to the bathroom, and realized I was missing my lunch, dammit, which was going to be my dinner too. And I knew knew I left it at the mailbox. So, I exit past security and walk down to the other end of the building. As I approach the mailing area I see a policeman, and think, oh crap, but walk up, smile a big smile at him, and pick up the lunch box. "That yours ma'am?" Yes, so sorry! He was just about to call in the bomb sniffing dogs. Ooops... I offered him some to try and make it better. At first he just said no, and then he asked what it was. :-) guess it wasn't what he liked as I got to keep it. Thank goodness people are more friendly in St. Louis.
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4 comments:
Glad you got to keep your lunch. And that's awesome about sending your mom a postcard. I haven't done that in two decades. I'm a bad daughter.
I wonder if my mom would appreciate post cards..hrmmm.
Real mail is a wondrous thing sometimes. Never too late to do!
Glad to hear about your lunch. It would have sucked if they had tried to diffuse it before you got there.
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