today was Jury “Service” day for me, or as I like to call it, sleeping in a room with 50 people from 8 to 4 PM hoping I don’t get called day.
it’s really too easy to get things in past security. they asked what the thing in my backpack shoulderstrap compartment was that they couldn’t Identify.
“it’s my phone”
“it’s not razor blades?”
“no.” but thanks for planting the idea. they didn’t even check thoroughly
and if it were razorblades would you say “yes” and why would you bring razorblades to do harm. this ain’t the 50s.