At Work
I sat at the x-ray machine checking traveler’s belongings
My co-worker beside me running the Explosive Detection Trace machine
Passenger came in put his bag on the belt
I checked his bag in the chamber
Laptop! I shouted to my co-worker
She grab the bag, “Sir is this your bag?”
“Yes”, he said
She opened his bag to do a search
“May I have your credit card so I can check your laptop?” she said
“No, no no”! He said, “I won’t pay to have my laptop swabbed,
May I have my laptop back please”?
“Oh! So sorry sir, I meant your boarding pass!”
“Ha ha!” Said another co-worker, “You’re an ass”.
Copyright © Joy Wellington | Year Posted 2010
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