I recently returned from a trip and discovered a note from TSA tucked into my suitcase.
Under the note I discovered a not-so-organized pile of clothing and toiletries.
I may have to break up with TSA, despite the sweet note. Our differences may be unsurmountable.
I pack like an Olympic Tetris competitor.
TSA packs like a 12 year old boy returning from summer camp.
Did I ever tell you about the time TSA searched my luggage? It was right there at the ticket counter in front of God and everybody. I was on my way to meet Mark in Chicago and we were still in that hot, steamy, must-have-sex-three-times-a-day stage. There were things in that suitcase that no one in line planned to see that day.
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I’m dead. 😂
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