yesterday morning i gave my precious husband quite the scare, i decided it would be a good idea to have a thrown down with airport security in athens. i could tell by the look in his eye that he was worried if i kept it up, they would either take me away and not let me get on the plane or never let me in the country again.
what was the source of my anger, you ask? knitting needles, of course.
we travel alot and even in the days after 9/11 i have never had an issue with carrying my knitting projects with me. and for the past 5 years i have made the trip to greece at least once, sometimes twice a year and they have NEVER even blinked at the long pointed things in my carry on. but yesterday was the day that they decided that knitting needles were no longer allowed through airport security.
it went down something like this.
security lady: can i look in your bag?
security lady rummages through my bag (which drives me crazy i don't like strangers touching my stuff). she cant find anything, so she asks the screening guy what the issue was, he pulls up the image of my bag and she locates the offending items.
me to my precious husband : is they take my needles i am going to come unglued.
precious husband: stay calm. its not going to do any good to get mad.
security lady: you cant have these.
me (with disdain and irritation in my voice): why? i fly in and out of athens twice a year and its NEVER a problem. and they are approved in the states and that IS where i am flying in to.
security lady tells her supervisor in greek what i said. supervisor says NO needles.
at this point i am livid, steam is coming out of my ears and i am so mad i want to cry.
security lady: you cant have these, please take them out of your bag.
me: you have to be fucking kidding me.
security lady. no
supervisor comes over and attempts to touch my knitting, a baby sweater for the bean, this sends me over the edge. don't touch the knitting. my precious husband is trying to tell me to calm down. i take the needles i wasn't using out of the bag and pull the baby sweater off the needles. and i watch as the security guard throws all 3 pairs of needles in the trash can with great force.
i stewed about this all the way home. i guess today in the midst on laundry and grocery shopping, i need to go to the knitting store to get a new pair of addi needles.