The next decade....what's in store?

Pissed off by an ignorant Grenadian (Mookoot!)

Yesterday was departure day from the Spice Isle. Started out by laying in bed to watch cricket, then other shows as the cricket became unbearable.

Then, checked in early for the flight, went back to the hotel, did my toes with this pretty shocking pink that the Princess gave me (see it here)

Said my goodbyes, and got to the airport at around 3:27pm for my 3:40 LIAT flight (the benefit of checking in early). Cleared immigration in a breeze, paid my departure tax and went to do the security check. At the in end, the security officer asked me if I had a laptop (yes) and gave me a container to put the machine in. I thought to myself "these people are always so nice....don't know how anybody could complain about them". Thought that too soon.

At the out end, I pick up my stuff, then the same guard came over to ask if I had any nail clips in my carry on. Yes. I took them out to show him, and also took out two other nail impliments. One has a cuticle-push-backer at one end and a grunge-dig-outer at the other, and the other tool has a cutting edge to cut off hardness around the toe.

The guard took them out, showed another man-guard that there were no knives and was about to give me back, when the Mookoot took them from him and said I would not be allowed to take them. I told him that the first one was very expensive (when you're unemployed everything is expensive!) and could he ask the LIAT counter agent at the gate, if I could put them in my suitcases. He went and asked and they said it wouldnt be allowed on board.

I asked him he he clarified that I didnt want them on board, but to put them in the suitcases which were now being loaded on.

"Mam, they said no, so I have to confiscate them". I walked off and joined the line as they had by now called the flight. While in the line I had a brilliant idea..

"Sir, could you put them in an envelope and ask somebody to drop it off at the Proper Hotel?"

"We don't offer that kind of service you know"

"I'm asking you to be reasonable and do me a favour"

"Sorry".

I storm off now. Reach the gate, the last person, and two LIAT agents are there. I tell them my plight and mention that I am coming back. They said well ask him to keep them for you until you come back.

Back to the Mookoot.

"I can't guarantee that mam"
"What are you going to do with them then?"
"Whatever is done with confiscated items"
"What IS done with confiscated items?"
"You'll have to ask the security office that".

All this time, the three female guards are looking on and observing and clearly displaying body language that says the man is being unreasonable.

I pleaded with him again but to no avail.

Stormed out to the plane, where I saw one of the LIAT agents who recommended the last action. I told him what the man said. He was shocked and told me when I come back to ask for them and see what they say.

So look out for the follow up.

Oh, I asked him his name. He refused. If he was being reasonable, he would have given it to me, because there would be no fear that he could be found to be in the wrong. Mookoot.

Posted by yamfoot at July 23, 2004 10:17 AM