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A friend of mine from Haiti was given a hard time at customs once because he was asked if he had any animals. His voodoo religion believed the skins on his drums (made from his goat) were actually still alive. So, he declared his goat. Then the runaround began.
 
A friend of mine from Haiti was given a hard time at customs once because he was asked if he had any animals. His voodoo religion believed the skins on his drums (made from his goat) were actually still alive. So, he declared his goat. Then the runaround began.
I imagine those customs guys don't have much of a sense of humor.
 
A friend of mine from Haiti was given a hard time at customs once because he was asked if he had any animals. His voodoo religion believed the skins on his drums (made from his goat) were actually still alive. So, he declared his goat. Then the runaround began.
I once almost got on the real bad end of a customs agent about 12 years ago.

My wife and i were dating and went overseas to London and Paris. While there, she bought a hookah from an Iraqi owned trinket shop because we had visited a hookah bar the day earlier over there and thought it was cool ( just strawberry tobacco). But she had also bought her brother this smokeless pipe and he doesnt smoke tobacco lol. Also, she had taken dirt from Jim Morrison's grave in Pere LeChaise Cemetery ( i did not know she did that and thought it was a bad idea once i found out and a bit disrespectful really).

Anywho, once we got back to America and came thru US Customs, i told her to answer them truthfully but dont say anymore than you need to. The first thing she declares? " Oh I got a hookah!" And starts describing it. He immediately flagged our ticket for a luggage inspection, dumped everything out on the floor while the other 200 passengers walked by staring. I explained the hookah wasnt paraphernalia because it was unused and even had the bag of tobacco with it and he could drug swab it if he wanted. He bought that but then found the smokeless pipe for her brother, to which he began ranting about but i gave the same speech and he accepted that.

But then he found the baggie of Morrison dirt which looked EXACTLY like hash if im honest. My heart sank and i thought " great, getting ready to go spread my cheeks and touch my toes". My wife quick thought though and said " Oh thats just dirt from my sandals in the luggage, theyre right there if you want to look" and he goes, "Oh ok, well, get your stuff and get outta here."

I was sweating bullets and we didnt speak to each other for the 4hrs we were in Dulles Airport on a layover lmao
 
I once almost got on the real bad end of a customs agent about 12 years ago.

My wife and i were dating and went overseas to London and Paris. While there, she bought a hookah from an Iraqi owned trinket shop because we had visited a hookah bar the day earlier over there and thought it was cool ( just strawberry tobacco). But she had also bought her brother this smokeless pipe and he doesnt smoke tobacco lol. Also, she had taken dirt from Jim Morrison's grave in Pere LeChaise Cemetery ( i did not know she did that and thought it was a bad idea once i found out and a bit disrespectful really).

Anywho, once we got back to America and came thru US Customs, i told her to answer them truthfully but dont say anymore than you need to. The first thing she declares? " Oh I got a hookah!" And starts describing it. He immediately flagged our ticket for a luggage inspection, dumped everything out on the floor while the other 200 passengers walked by staring. I explained the hookah wasnt paraphernalia because it was unused and even had the bag of tobacco with it and he could drug swab it if he wanted. He bought that but then found the smokeless pipe for her brother, to which he began ranting about but i gave the same speech and he accepted that.

But then he found the baggie of Morrison dirt which looked EXACTLY like hash if im honest. My heart sank and i thought " great, getting ready to go spread my cheeks and touch my toes". My wife quick thought though and said " Oh thats just dirt from my sandals in the luggage, theyre right there if you want to look" and he goes, "Oh ok, well, get your stuff and get outta here."

I was sweating bullets and we didnt speak to each other for the 4hrs we were in Dulles Airport on a layover lmao
Yeah customs can be pain man, when i come back from Georgia every 5 years or so i want to bring things that they dont have here. But customs are pain. Things i bring are home made and has no labels so you try explain that to customs.
 
But then he found the baggie of Morrison dirt which looked EXACTLY like hash if im honest. My heart sank and i thought " great, getting ready to go spread my cheeks and touch my toes". My wife quick thought though and said " Oh thats just dirt from my sandals in the luggage, theyre right there if you want to look" and he goes, "Oh ok, well, get your stuff and get outta here."


In the early days of laptop computers, one of my old employers had to turn the laptop on when entering the airport. They made you do that back then. He had configured it to flash "ARMED", then count back from 100 in minutes, seconds, and milliseconds while booting up. Needless to say, the airport went into lockdown, and he was escorted into a private interrogation room. He got the full treatment, but was eventually allowed to fly.
 
In the early days of laptop computers, one of my old employers had to turn the laptop on when entering the airport. They made you do that back then. He had configured it to flash "ARMED", then count back from 100 in minutes, seconds, and milliseconds while booting up. Needless to say, the airport went into lockdown, and he was escorted into a private interrogation room. He got the full treatment, but was eventually allowed to fly.
Oh boy lol funny as hell idea , EXCEPT in that situation because im sure they checked his dental structure via his rectum
 
In the early days of laptop computers, one of my old employers had to turn the laptop on when entering the airport. They made you do that back then. He had configured it to flash "ARMED", then count back from 100 in minutes, seconds, and milliseconds while booting up. Needless to say, the airport went into lockdown, and he was escorted into a private interrogation room. He got the full treatment, but was eventually allowed to fly.
Two days after 9/11 my land surveying crew was doing runway alignments, and safety building layouts at a well known International Airport.

I was out on the runway, with armed guards on the roofs everywhere, heightened security of course.

The catering trucks were speeding and endangering my total station, theodolite- the telescope surveyors use. That particular instrument was hand made in Switzerland, worth more than the truck we hauled it around in.

I yelled to my instrument operator about keeping it safe. The slang name for that tool is a "GUN", at the top of my lungs, on a runway, surrounded by armed military. I actually yelled "Look out for the gun"

Hours later we were released..... funny today, not so much on 09/13/01.
 
Two days after 9/11 my land surveying crew was doing runway alignments, and safety building layouts at a well known International Airport.

I was out on the runway, with armed guards on the roofs everywhere, heightened security of course.

The catering trucks were speeding and endangering my total station, theodolite- the telescope surveyors use. That particular instrument was hand made in Switzerland, worth more than the truck we hauled it around in.

I yelled to my instrument operator about keeping it safe. The slang name for that tool is a "GUN", at the top of my lungs, on a runway, surrounded by armed military. I actually yelled "Look out for the gun"

Hours later we were released..... funny today, not so much on 09/13/01.
Lol dude thats rough. Especially at THAT time
 
Lol dude thats rough. Especially at THAT time
Every inch of my body, work truck each piece of hi-tech looking gear, all my guys. Phone calls to Feds to verify our clearance etc..

I had a laser alignment tool that emitted small, not harmful radiation. Enough to set off a warning sensor, it was a horror show.

Freakin hilarious now, and even a little then to be honest.
 
Two days after 9/11 my land surveying crew was doing runway alignments, and safety building layouts at a well known International Airport.

I was out on the runway, with armed guards on the roofs everywhere, heightened security of course.

The catering trucks were speeding and endangering my total station, theodolite- the telescope surveyors use. That particular instrument was hand made in Switzerland, worth more than the truck we hauled it around in.

I yelled to my instrument operator about keeping it safe. The slang name for that tool is a "GUN", at the top of my lungs, on a runway, surrounded by armed military. I actually yelled "Look out for the gun"

Hours later we were released..... funny today, not so much on 09/13/01.

That’s pretty funny, now.
 
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