H2-Oh-No No No No No!, Part 5
I work at an airport newsstand and a convenience store. What’s important is that we’re located BEFORE the security gates.
A man runs in with an open bottle of water.
Customer: “Excuse me! I need to return this!”
Me: “…Sir, you’ve already opened and started drinking it.”
Customer: “I don’t want it anymore. I just found out I can’t bring it through security!”
Me: “Right. That’s why the signs are posted on every wall, bin, and window between here and TSA.”
Customer: “Well, you should’ve told me!”
Me: “Every passenger knows you can’t bring liquids through TSA.”
Customer: “But I bought this at the airport! It should be safe!”
Me: “They have stores past the TSA checkpoint. You can buy another bottle of water there.”
Customer: “So they’ll give it to me for free?”
Me: “Uh… no, you need to pay for it.”
Customer: “But I’ve already paid for it!”
Me: “You’ve paid for this one.”
Customer: “Can’t you like… transfer it to the other side for me?”
Me: “The only way this water makes it past TSA is if you are the container.”
Customer: “Fine!”
He then drops all his bags dramatically, takes the large water bottle, and drinks it all in one go. He struggles a little near the end, but he continues out of sheer spite.
Customer: *Gasping for breath, water dripping down his chin.* “There! Happy? If I p*** myself on the plane, it’s your fault!”
He then drops the now-empty water bottle on my floor, grabs his bags, and sloshes away.
Related:
H2-Oh-No No No No No!, Part 4
H2-Oh-No No No No No!, Part 3
H2-Oh-No No No No No!, Part 2
H2-Oh-No No No No No!
