The TSA agent looked stern — as they usually do. “I’d like to look inside this bag, ma’am,” he said. “No problem!” I always sound a little too eager when being questioned by an authority figure. I’m trying so hard to prove I have nothing to hide that I sound like I must have something to hide.
The agent proceeded to open my carry-on bag.
“It’s a bowl!” I told him, with a little too much enthusiasm.
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