I woke up to the sound of waves crashing along a warm sandy shore. Unfortunately, I wasn’t at the beach. That was the sound of my alarm welcoming me to my next day of work, and I had a flight to catch. My destination, Tokyo, Japan. A client was waiting for me thousands of miles away, and I couldn’t disappoint. As a salesman I understand the need for face to face contact when negotiating a deal, that being said seven thousand miles is a tad excessive. My employer disagreed, so away I went. Traveling had become second nature to me at that point. Since my first week on the job, I had been given the daunting task of traveling across America on a weekly basis. Deadlines, jetlag, doses of neurosis, and all of those wonderful experiences had all …show more content…
They’re just simple people playing another meaningless role in the wonderful play we call life. Parading around in their costumes and barking orders, as two men who’ve eaten everything their eyes have seen, have finally turned their attention towards power. A feast that never ends. Their role just happened to be T.S.A agents. Agents who, like I’ve said at nauseum, apparently had an affinity for giving me a Pat-Down every time they saw me. Of course, this time wasn’t any different. While waiting on the albatross, that is the line for customs, I spotted the two bumbling idiots waddling over to me. Both were overweight, mustached, and assholes. Truly a perfect pair. I felt sympathy for the ground in which they walked, as every step they took seemed to methodically shake the earth. The mere vibrations they caused conditioned me to feel dread, while the sight of them coiled my stomach. A feeling anyone with a pair of working eyeballs must have …show more content…
”How about I just skip all the bullshit this week? I’m really not in the mood, and I don’t want to miss my Tokyo flight.” I loudly quipped. Tension was beginning to rise as people around me gawked and stared. Unmoved from my request, one of the officers seemingly took delight in my dismay. “Ah, so it’s Tokyo this week huh? I've always wanted to go to China, the food is probably great there, especially the egg rolls.”. More rolls were the last thing this man’s body needed. “Japan actually, and like I said, can I just stroll on by this week?” I anxiously asked. I had been down this road with them before. An impossible level in a game they never allowed me to beat. Constructed by two half-wits with a combined IQ of eighty. Frustration is far too light a word to describe the feelings those two goons spawned out of me. Feelings they surprisingly picked up on and reveled in. They even had the gall to consider my inquiry, cartoonishly grasping at their many chins as they pondered the thought. As if I couldn’t see the transparency of a joker’s mask. Allowing myself to boil and cook in a broth of dreadful waiting. Following several lengthy seconds of half-hearted consideration, both of the guards glanced at each other, smiled, and unsurprisingly said