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Oh, Tricia, I have a funny story that happened at the San Jose, CA airport on our way home from Mount Hermon (a writer’s conference). I was traveling with DiAnn Mills and Kathleen Y’Barbo.
When we checked our bags, the ticket man said my bag was only a 1 lb below the limit, and he had a difficult time getting it checked. We laughed about it and I went on to security. Well, I got flagged and the handlers started pulling everything out of my carry on satchel. Way down in the bottom of an inside pocket they found a small Swiss knife.
I had completely forgotten about and had left it there instead of the big suitcase. The guard saw my initials on it and knew it was special. He called over the manager and the security manager walked me back to check in. The clerk recognized me and when the manager asked if he could put my knife in my checked bag, he just grinned and said “Sure, I know right where it is.”
I headed back through security and joined DiAnn and Kathleen to wait for our flight. About 10 minutes before the flight we decided to move closer to the gate. Clumsy me tripped on the edge of a mat and went down on all fours. I hurt my hand, but brushed it off and got up to follow my friends.
Well, before we boarded the plane, my fingers really swelled and hurt. I asked the flight attendant for some ice to put on them. She asked me how it happened and when I told her, she quickly showed me to my seat and then hurried away. Another attendant gave me the ice pack. A few minutes later, an airlines employee showed up with a clipboard. Yes, the same baggage clerk. He saw me and shook his head. Anyway, he had a bunch of questions for me about the fall. He had to fill out an accident report. He was very kind and very concerned about my fingers which were now quite swollen. He told me to be sure to check in with the Continental desk if there was any more pain or other injuries to my knees.
I was fine when we got back to Houston and went on home. Later I sent an email to Continental telling them how wonderful the young man had been. Later I wondered if they were worried that a 67 year old woman was going to sue them. 🙂 Needless to say, Kathleen and DiAnn had a good laugh and Kathleen threatened to put it in one of her books.
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