There is a TSA worker who lives in our complex, and occasionally we pass eachother.
Each time we do I fight the temptation to inform her that home made C4 is completely undetectable, detonators can be easily hidden in pens, and that her REAL job is to inconvenience people into a false sense of security.
Honestly. I feel myself almost say it when we pass.
I must remind myself that such an act would accomplish nothing except add my name to lists I won't be able to get it off of.
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