Monday, December 21, 2009

Thought of the Day #313 - Fat Legs Flying

When flying to Minneapolis last week, I walked through the metal detector at the SLC airport and was told to stand off to the side. The guard manning the detector then called for the woman to come over for a "bulk check" on my legs. At 4:30 in the morning, I thought it was more facinating than anything. So, the woman comes over, kneels in front of me and proceeds to feel up my "cute legs." (Those were her words, not mine!) As she's kneeling down there I say, "Wow, I didn't know they provided this service." A quick way to deflect my sleepy akwardness and at least she got a giggle. Anyway, this is just my word of warning. It could happen to you if you have fat legs and look like you're packin' drugs/weapons/TNT in your tights.


Gary said...

Maybe it was an excuse to feel your cute legs. I am changing career.