flying up to visit my wife (then fiancé), from Norfolk to Baltimore. I had just gotten back from deployment and was obviously excited to pack-and-go. picked up a nice leather shoulder-strap bag and threw enough clothes for the weekend in it. got to security in the airport and something in my head told me to check my bag when i was taking my shoes off. so i casually dug around the bottom, and to my horror, felt a .38 spl round laying inside. my stomach sank. i knew there wasn't an actual GUN in the bag, but i felt like such an idiot for not checking my RANGE BAG for anything little before packing that morning. there was a line of people behind me, so I kept it in my hand, and in my most humble "i'm so sorry" face, i showed it to the lady at the metal detector (before i went through). it didnt turn out to be a big deal, no other passengers were made aware. all they did was wipe me down for residue and do a more thorough search of my bag.
they said the only reason they let me get on my flight was because i had turned it over to them, rather than the X-ray guy finding it. i suppose the airport gods smiled favorably on me that day. those security guards seemed unusually understanding.
they said the only reason they let me get on my flight was because i had turned it over to them, rather than the X-ray guy finding it. i suppose the airport gods smiled favorably on me that day. those security guards seemed unusually understanding.