As I went through the TSA to travel to Fort Lauderdale, the security went off. The officer asked if I wanted to be patted down in private or here. I told him I hardly knew him, so the public seemed to correct itself. He then asked why I was carrying a package. I told him it was just the “Blue Pill”. Everything seemed professional until he asked for my number. I told him I don’t swing that way, and he said, ” You never had a private pat down either. I left to board the plane and then realized I had an extra dollar in my pocket with a number.
FOOTNOTE- This is not a true story, but it sure felt like it. Laugh, you must.