I spend a lot of my time in airports. I would say that on average I take 5 or 6 trips per month, some in the country, some out... And not very many things irritate me. I'm happy to abide by the rules, wait in the lines, deal with the people, sit in the uncomfortable chairs, eat the bad food... But there is one thing that I don't understand. I can't figure it out. What's the deal with the zip-lock bag rule?... You can take products (toothpaste, moisturizer, lip gloss) in your carry-on bag as long as it's within the 3oz size limit. But they also make you put it into a separate zip-lock bag before they'll let you through. Once through security nothing is stopping you from taking it all out of the bag and putting it right back into your handbag freestyle. My favorite lip gloss, moisturizer, and two other products were both confiscated while flying last week. I didn't have time to argue with the guy about it, so I let him throw it all away.
It's not even a big deal. I know they have a lot of goofy little rules for reasons we may never know.. But this one is beyond me. And I don't want them t keep throwing my stuff away...
The rest of the airport crap doesn't bother me. Sometimes the people are a little crazy. This morning I was at the Las Vegas airport at an ungodly hour - before sunrise... And the security line had around 150 people in front of me. No coffee. Little sleep.... And even still, nothing really bugs me. Except for the lady behind me who repeatedly sang "viva las vegas" over and over and over and over for the entire time we were in line. And those were the only words to the song that she knew. She was a happy lady. And by happy lady I mean that she was annoying and in my personal space with her stupid song. And I had completely forgotten to charge my ipod.
Ok, I'll stop complaining now. I normally wouldn't complain about such mundane things, but the whole airport thing is starting to get to me. It's like if you had to walk into a courthouse ever day. I'm starting to see why my attorney has his attitude. Not a bad attitude (just in case if you're reading this...) but kind of a notimeforcrap attitude. I'd try it for myself, but I can't pull it off so well.