knitting needle airport story!
Jan. 2nd, 2004 07:10 pmEven though they weren't confiscated, my wooden double pointed knitting needles were the surprise subject of scrutiny today. This was on the way from Hong Kong to Chicago; A was at the hk airport when they stopped the carry-on screening with my bag.
I had stashed a pair of scissors, becuase I was like "hang it all, I'm sick of this overly-freaking security!" and thought if they wanted something to freak out about, here it was. Plus, I needed them in case I decided to knit (which didn't happen).
A man motioned me to open my bag, upon which he donned a pair of white cotton gloves and started rooting through my bag. Instead of my scissors, he took out a DPN, looked at it, and tapped his index finger against one end to test the pointiness. Then he took out another one and shook it, tapped it against the first one, and held it out to another security dude.
By this point, I was more amused than irritated. :) In my crappy Cantonese, I told him they were for knitting and he let me go after that. With me needles. And a new story for you all. :D
I had stashed a pair of scissors, becuase I was like "hang it all, I'm sick of this overly-freaking security!" and thought if they wanted something to freak out about, here it was. Plus, I needed them in case I decided to knit (which didn't happen).
A man motioned me to open my bag, upon which he donned a pair of white cotton gloves and started rooting through my bag. Instead of my scissors, he took out a DPN, looked at it, and tapped his index finger against one end to test the pointiness. Then he took out another one and shook it, tapped it against the first one, and held it out to another security dude.
By this point, I was more amused than irritated. :) In my crappy Cantonese, I told him they were for knitting and he let me go after that. With me needles. And a new story for you all. :D