From the GENERAL CODE OF OPERATINGGot stuck in the Hoosac Tunnel for a half hour, then came out on the east portal and the tracks were just repaired from a wash out, and directly into remnants of Hurricane Katia last year. Went from thinking my friend and I were going to die of exhaust inhalation to hypothermia.
It was more dramatic and frightening than my shitty descriptive skills can convey. Ha.
WHAT?The first thing that went through my head while reading this took me back to high school..
I'm a nerd. Big time. I have nightmares about failing my finals. Anyway, in the ghetto where I live, all high schools have metal detectors. Mine in specific had conveyor belt things to see in your bags, then you walk through one, and if you beep you get a handheld wand search.
One night I was hanging out with my brother and one of them had a switchblade which I took to play with the first chance I got (i was 15). I got bored, stuck it in my pocket, la dee da, went to bed. I put those same pants on the next day and was off to school.
Right before I got to the metal detector I was feeling my pockets for "keys and change" and felt.. the switch blade! I was thinking "please be a lighter please be a lighter" I was 5 feet from the metal detector and having horrific images of being pulled away by a police officer, taken to the principal's office, calling my dad, getting suspended, getting kicked out of my school, failing, and so many horrible things. At the last second I slipped the knife into my bag, underneath my school-issued laptop (why they can afford laptops for students and metal detectors, but not recent textbooks is another issue.)
I still knew I was doomed... I was trying so hard not to shake as I approached the metal detector. The conveyor belt is faster than the metal detector line so with about 4 kids ahead of me, my bag was being put through. The police officer actually stopped to double-check my bag (I should have KNOWN he knew what a laptop looked like through the metal detector!) but at that same instant, two kids walked through the metal detector at the same time. It beeped and the police officer yelled at them for being stupid and made each of them go through again, but forgot to take his hand off the controller that would make my bag stop moving. So, in the time he was yelling at the kids he had also accidentally pushed my bag along without looking, and by the time he was done a new bag was in the screen. Crises averted.
It may not have been life-or-death, but to a nerd like me.... my life would have been OVER!
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