Rats/rust/TSA

Damn homes. Sucks to hear. When the wife and I got home from our honeymoon, I noticed that her lock was gone. We opened her bag and there was a nice little note from the TSA saying, "we cut your lock off and searched your stuff." It was a longer and more poetic letter, but that's basically what it said. Upon further insepction of the contents, we discovered that one of our big bottles of rum was gone. I hope karma kicks that guy in the bawls for getting hammered on our dime.
 
Damn homes. Sucks to hear. When the wife and I got home from our honeymoon, I noticed that her lock was gone. We opened her bag and there was a nice little note from the TSA saying, "we cut your lock off and searched your stuff." It was a longer and more poetic letter, but that's basically what it said. Upon further insepction of the contents, we discovered that one of our big bottles of rum was gone. I hope karma kicks that guy in the bawls for getting hammered on our dime.

Were you guys over your alotted 2 bottles per person or were they just packed in your suitcase and taken by the TSA? This crap really pisses me off and I wish there was a better way to go after these idiots for this type of thing.

On a slightly different note, when I travelled to the Dominican Rep back in 2003 I took a nice refillable disposable lighter with me. When we were going through the final checkpoint at their airport on the return home, security took my lighter saying it's a security issue. I gave it up and went through. Low and behold once I cleared and went to the big waiting lounge area, there were restaurants, bars, and stores SELLING LIGHTERS! I was thinking WTF you *sshole but figured it wasn't worth the hassle for a $2 lighter and let it go.
 
Were you guys over your alotted 2 bottles per person or were they just packed in your suitcase and taken by the TSA? This crap really pisses me off and I wish there was a better way to go after these idiots for this type of thing.

On a slightly different note, when I travelled to the Dominican Rep back in 2003 I took a nice refillable disposable lighter with me. When we were going through the final checkpoint at their airport on the return home, security took my lighter saying it's a security issue. I gave it up and went through. Low and behold once I cleared and went to the big waiting lounge area, there were restaurants, bars, and stores SELLING LIGHTERS! I was thinking WTF you *sshole but figured it wasn't worth the hassle for a $2 lighter and let it go.

The only thing that happens if you go over your "duty free limit" is that you have to claim it to U.S. Customs upon re-entering the country and pay a litt bit of money, which I did. Not to mention, the amount of liquor in HER suitcase was UNDER the limit. Someone just straight up stole our stuff. Another thing to consider was that, Customs and TSA ONLY have the ability to sieze bottle of unopned liquor if you are re-entering the country via your flight and have not claimed anything with Customs. We were flying from Tampa to Atlanta. No crossing borders. All it comes down to is that there are piece of sh@t thieves everywhere and I hope they burn in hell. I hate nothing more than a thief. If @ssholes are going to steal stuff, I wish they would stick to thieving from major evil corporations like Walmart. Now THAT I would support full throttle.
 
Right, makes sense if it was an intercontinental flight. Yeah man, that sucks. Again, knock wood, considering the amount of flying I've done, I've never had the misfortune of my luggage being tampered with.
 
When they announced that they would start forcibly entering suitcases they wanted to search and stated they would not be held responsible for anything stolen, the decision they made was clear - they would look the other way at stealing. Freedom from theft and pilfering, just another lost freedom. Every time I hear some shithead on talk radio spewing vomitus about not letting terrorists "change our way of life" I just turn it off man. "If we let them change our way of life, they win. We can't let them win." One moron gets on a flight with some type of crap in his shoe and all of the sudden, everyone has to have their shoes examined? It's a joke.
 
Don you wanna hear joke!?

We took a flight from Philly to Houston when Beaver was 5 weeks old. She was in a car seat when we got to security. I had to take the baby out of the car seat and run the seat through the xray machine! all the while they were making me take my shoes off and remove all her milk from the bags. it was a freakin nightmare and if you take too long they yell at you! on the way back on that trip some lady was rude and I told her to find herself a new job b/c her customer service skills left a lot to be desired!
 
Don you wanna hear joke!?

We took a flight from Philly to Houston when Beaver was 5 weeks old. She was in a car seat when we got to security. I had to take the baby out of the car seat and run the seat through the xray machine!

That's standard procedure with infants. I had to do the same thing several times while traveling with my son, before he was big enough to walk. You have to take the baby out of the car seat and carry the baby through the metal detector with you. The stroller and car seat have to go through the x-ray machine. I believe baby formula is exempt from the "3 oz. of liquid rule". We always travel with powdered formula anyway- but you can't carry a bottle of water with you to make the formula with. You have to buy water inside the terminal to make formula with. Because I'm sure they test all of the water entering the terminal, to make sure that it's of the non-exploding variety. :rolleyes:

I hate airports. I mean, I really, really, really, really hate airports. Specifically, I hate security. But I love traveling all over the world. So I put up with airports pretty regularly, because I don't have a choice. Next month, I am going from Atlanta to West Virginia, to South Korea, to Colorado and then to Maine. All to do fun stuff. Try doing that without flying. I am driving to WVA though.
 
At least they didn't make you taste your own breastmilk which they have done on at least two occasions to other mothers. The one guy was shocked earlier at what I said. That doesn't surprise me. Someone starts yelling at me because of their own screwy policies holding things up and I'm going to end up in handcuffs.

When I see uniformed TSA people at gas stations and convenience stores, I point and laugh at them. I really do. It's great because they're just Joe Smuckatelli out in the world away from their little kingdom they have created.
 
We always travel with powdered formula anyway- but you can't carry a bottle of water with you to make the formula with. You have to buy water inside the terminal to make formula with. Because I'm sure they test all of the water entering the terminal, to make sure that it's of the non-exploding variety.

Anyone that thinks it's not an established racket for selling stuff in airports is an incurable optimist.

I hate airports. I mean, I really, really, really, really hate airports. Specifically, I hate security. But I love traveling all over the world. So I put up with airports pretty regularly, because I don't have a choice. Next month, I am going from Atlanta to West Virginia, to South Korea, to Colorado and then to Maine. All to do fun stuff. Try doing that without flying. I am driving to WVA though.

I'm glad I don't have the money to travel because I would sure miss it. That is, unless I could do it up by chartering aircraft! :)
 
At least they didn't make you taste your own breastmilk which they have done on at least two occasions to other mothers. The one guy was shocked earlier at what I said. That doesn't surprise me. Someone starts yelling at me because of their own screwy policies holding things up and I'm going to end up in handcuffs.

When I see uniformed TSA people at gas stations and convenience stores, I point and laugh at them. I really do. It's great because they're just Joe Smuckatelli out in the world away from their little kingdom they have created.


i would have probably tossed the bottle of breastmilk on them if they expected me to taste it. only being 5 weeks post partum i still had some crazy juice running through my system and under normal circumstances i have a bad temper......
 
I can't tell you how my wife would have reacted! It would be a blunt way of telling someone to go masturbate. Ha! :D
 
I'm very glad I haven't run into any baby related stuff (tasting the breast milk, wife getting yelled at for taking too long getting the baby stuff through security). I would be sitting in jail forever for the beatings I administered for something like that.

Yep. I'm going to jail for a couple of years, but you're never going to walk or sh!t on your own ever again. Hope ya like your new speech impediment.

Don't get me wrong. I'm not saying that I'm some kind of badass who has no care of being incarcerated. I just know my chemically unbalanced, social anxiety fueled temper. Airports are just the kind of hectic and crowded place that makes my eyes twitch the whole time I'm there. I wouldn't be able to get the Xanax into my mouth fast enough to keep the immanent beating at bay.
 
i like her! :D

Yes, you would both probably be the best of friends if we were all neighbors.

A mutual friend introduced us and she was going to drive back to Illinois by herself and my buddy brought her by and asked if I had a knife she could use. :D

TA-DA!

THANK YOU CAPTAIN OBVIOUS!

She took my Cold Steel Terminator Push Dagger on her little road trip and brought it back and didn't try to steal it or nuttin'.

We started going out and she wanted to go shooting so I asked her what she wanted to shoot out of what I owned and she wanted to shoot the Glock. I took her, she had never fired a pistol before and at about 10 yards she put 17 rounds center mass on a K-5 silhouette. NOT BAD!

She walked out in the showroom at the range and bought her own Glock-17 on the spot. I knew I had to marry this woman. :D

That was 1995 and she has been putting up with my crap ever since. She hasn't even killed me yet!
 
I'm very glad I haven't run into any baby related stuff (tasting the breast milk, wife getting yelled at for taking too long getting the baby stuff through security). I would be sitting in jail forever for the beatings I administered for something like that.

I didn't want to say anything because I don't want anything to be construed as a threat in our wonderful little Orwellian Total Surveillance Society we have now...but, suffice it to say, I don't do well with people getting in my face and more importantly, they usually don't do well with it either.

Airports are just the kind of hectic and crowded place that makes my eyes twitch the whole time I'm there. I wouldn't be able to get the Xanax into my mouth fast enough to keep the immanent beating at bay.

Blood Brothers! My left eye twitches like a crack fiend when I get pissed. :D
 
That was 1995 and she has been putting up with my crap ever since. She hasn't even killed me yet!

hahahaha! yup and the mr is still alive! even through 4 pregnancies! THAT, my dear, is amazing b/c i'm one hormonal bitch when i'm preg!

i met the mr in an odd way.........
 
Four pregnancies!

God bless both of you, they don't make enough Valium for that in my life. Of course, our Numba One Son is a handful enough. :D
 
I didn't want to say anything because I don't want anything to be construed as a threat in our wonderful little Orwellian Total Surveillance Society we have now...but, suffice it to say, I don't do well with people getting in my face and more importantly, they usually don't do well with it either.



Blood Brothers! My left eye twitches like a crack fiend when I get pissed. :D

Yeah. I can keep my cool to a point if it's just directed at me, but the second someone begins to upset my wife (I don't even want to think about when I have kids) the fit hits the shan in a big way. Seeing her upset or God forbid tear up is like punching in the "nuclear full release" code for my temper.
 
Yeah. I can keep my cool to a point if it's just directed at me, but the second someone begins to upset my wife (I don't even want to think about when I have kids) the fit hits the shan in a big way. Seeing her upset or God forbid tear up is like punching in the "nuclear full release" code for my temper.

That's really sweet, in a manly macho sort of way! I'm the same when it comes to my Mrs. Do or say what you want about me...to a point, then watch the f*ck out! No where near the same threshold if it's directed at my wife or loved ones.
 
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