i know theyre doing their job by screening me every morning, but today i saw the morning security guards allow another government worker pass by without forcing them to walk through the metal detector. i was surprised and saddened simultaneously because HELLO? i'm nice, they know my name, i conversate with them every morning and we have a few 30 second laughs now and then. it's such a waste of my time walking through that metal detector and running my bag under the conveyor belt screener thingy. god, what are those called again? anyhow, i hate running my bag under the screener sometimes because once a month i stash personal things in there that i'd rather not share with a couple of security guards. i bet after i leave they whisper to each other what i had in my bag and crap. but seriously! i know they know me because they even noticed my haircut and change of hair color. either theyre gay at heart or they have the worst type of short term memory, worse than my short term and belieeeeve me, on my bad days i have the shortest short term memory (right bev?). n/e wayz, what i'm trying to point out is that they know me therefore they have gained my trust -- i'm not a terrorist! -- therefore i shouldn't have to be screened every goddamn morning! perhaps tomorrow i should finally get those cute little baby scones at starbucks for them.
p.s. it wasn't my intention to post something so long and boring, but yah, i do go on tangents.
1 comment:
haha, like your little shout out to me. oh, and i think i just call them "x-ray machines" ..those conveyor belt thinggys..i dont know what their real name is, but yah...
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