Let's Talk About Meat, Shall We?
Ahhhhhh, the untold story.
Upon my arrival back to the U.S. I had a fun time at the airport. I got off the plane walked to the area where I waited in line for quite some time. I got to the guy, gave him my passport, and declaration paper. I asked him if the tea I brought back was a problem since it's a dried plant, he said it would be fine. I was worried about the tea, and I never omit anything that I have becuase I would be the person that would get caught, that's how it works for me. So, I passed from there and got a luggage cart, found my spot next to the baggage claim, and waited for my luggage to come round. I had 2 huge and fairly heavy suitcases, plus a smaller suitcase and a messenger bag that were my carry-ons. I got all this crap onto the cart and started to wheel my way out. I gave my passport to a lady checking them and she told me to go to this other line. Great.
It was the agriculture line. I got up to the counter and the man asked me if I had any food in my bags. I replied that I had chocolate and two kinds of tea (I was so focused on the tea I forgot about the mini marshmallows). Then he said, "Do you have any sausage, poultry, pork chops, pastrami, steak, ham, hamburger, beef jerky....". He went on and on asking me about all these different kinds of meat. He sort of paused at some point and I said, "Sir, I don't have any meat in my bags." He kept asking me more meats, and got to a small pause where I said, "Sir, I already told you I don't have any meat in my bags." I brought home a stomach problem from Egypt so naming off all those meats was making me queasy. Plus, dude, don't you see the scarf on my head? Pork chops, really? So he stopped, looked at me and as an after thought asked, "Salami?".
I was starting to get a little paranoid. I was starting to wonder if someone had slipped some meat in my bag and was trying to frame me.
Well, my bags had to be x-rayed. I had just hauled them off of the baggage claim and gotten them onto the cart. Now I had to haul them off the cart, put them on the x-ray and then go to the other side and haul them off of there and back onto the cart. Exhausting!
See dude? I told you there was no flippin' meat in my bag! Peace out! Now where in the world would I find my sister?
posted by Miss A @ 8:20 AM
3 Comments:
uuggggh i had to go to secondary agriculture screening too. My issue was dates. Algerians love their deglet noor dates and these particular ones are still on the vine. I spent 10 minutes explaining that even though they were on the vine that yes they are dried. supposedely you can bring dried dates but not fresh ones.
YOu should see some of the crap people try to bring in, and they are giving us trouble about dates and imaginary meat.
ok so did you have any hot dogs in your bags?
looooool
Really, such attitudes by the American authorities in their own soil really show you what kind of people they are. I bet some of them even proudly claim they are Christians!.
The general American authorities have a long way to go before they start calling themselves courteous and friendly. They should send their officers for exchange programs to other countries where to see how other cultures work.
On second thought, your narration of being "interrogated" about meat could sound like someone is trying to flirt with you.
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