Dear Airport Security Persons;
I want to thank you for the wonderful, and many times thankless, jobs you have to do.
It can't be easy to have to tell people continually, even now, that they are not allowed to carry knives, guns, bleach, or ice picks onto the airplane in their carryon luggage. I know, I watched you tell a very irate lady that the pocket knife she carried for her "protection" was not allowable. I admire the fact that you stayed calm, cool and even tried to talk her out of rushing past the security gate. I do not envy your jobs.
That is why, when I travel, I try to make your jobs easier. I try to only bring on board with me the absolutely necessary items. Those personal care products are always packed in a clear, ziploc baggy, no more than 3 ounces. My change of clothing is always just the very essentials. My medications are clearly marked in their original containers.
I know how thankless this job really is and I do try in my own special way to make it even "fun" for you. Maybe give you a laugh every now and then when you have to search the checked baggage. Which is why on this last trip I packed certain adult only items, just with you in mind.
Sincerely,
Appreciative Frequent Flyer
PS I really do appreciate the jobs they do and I am NOT being at all sarcastic! I always try to put something in the luggage that will make them laugh out loud. I think I over did it this time, they wrote Thank You on the security slip that stated they had searched my luggage. LOL
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Wednesday, November 28, 2007
An Open Letter
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