
Dear Federal Aviation Authorities of Australia,
Really? A tiny little pair of scissors? You think me and my scissors are going to take down this airplane and be a threat to national security? Um… OK… Right. Have it – take it.
So… on our recent trip to Australia I had a little run in with airport security. Here I thought my punch needle would be a problem. You know, sharp and pointy with a long metal shaft. Oh no…. my cute little scissors were a breach of security. The fine folks in Chicago and Los Angeles saw no real threat, the folks of Sydney – freaked! So while in Brisbane, we found this cute little scissors. It was fine, but it wasn’t my Fiskars.
When we were leaving Cairns, I decided I need some sort of cutting implement or the next 28 hours were going to be really unpleasant. 3 flights, 21 hours of flying… I needed something. So we went to the grocery store and found seam rippers! Take that Australia! I breached your security with 2 seam rippers! Each time I went through security it was a victory.
Last night – I went and replaced my orange handled friend. I’m sure some airport worker is enjoying my awesome scissors patting themselves on the back for saving the country. Sigh.