I"m Off

I don't know about this guys. It might be an omen of things to come, but it hasn't been the best of starts this morning. Double checked my pack loaded it in the car headed for the airport, no problem.  Checked in and headed for the mother of all security checks.  I take it they don't see many backpackers head through their security checks.  Needless to say they stopped me to ask about the items i was to take on board. First, it took a few minutes to assure them that yes that is an actual water filter.  Then on to my $120 Leatherman.  They didn't care that is was a tool, can opener, scissors, screw driver, etc....  Flight leaves at 7:15 with doors closing at 7:05 for boarding.  TSA had me from 6:15am.  No matter how much i begged they were steadfast in there assertion that my Leatherman posed a national security risk.  Just go check it in they said.  So i ran to check it in. Luckily there wasn't a line.  "No you can't check it in. It has to be in a bag sir." Ugghhh.  I run back to TSA to surrender my $120 Leatherman and get to my flight thinking i'll pick up another one when i get to Atlanta. I approach the agent who searched and interrogated me. These guys are trained well, or intoxicated with  the power of being  the most important person in the lives of thousands of travelers herded past them on a daily basis. "You have to go through security check again sir".    "But i just did that 5 minutes ago. Surely i can  just pass through with glance at my butt back."  At this point i glanced at the line and i my heart sank knowing ill be watching my ride taxi down the runway without me. I was past the panic and anxiety  stage and shuffled back in line.  Lo and behold they escorted me again to the side to asking me again about my water filter.  The planets are aligned against me today. God is sending me a message. This does not portend of good things ahead.  Well, i get a seat a seat on the next flight to Charlotte and head for  5 Guys for  a hamburger. Screw this, if things are falling apart at least i'll indulge in a hamburger.  It really hit the spot.  Now as i type this i have to endure the guy next to me talk to someone on his cell about his meeting with his boss. Not a problem in itself, but does he have to talk as if he's addressing the entire airport. Boarding now. Onward.  I'll keep you posted.