The Best Advice Often Comes From the Most Unexpected Sources

Ah. The apartment is presentable, and I head out to catch the Blue Line to O’Hare at about 9 PM. Moonie is due to arrive at around 11:15 PM. I checked airline’s schedule, and everything looks good (Melissa called earlier, to say there was a chance the flight would be delayed). I figure it takes a while to get out to O’Hare, and extra time for going through the metal detectors.

I arrive at O’Hare a bit after 10 PM. On approaching the metal detectors, I realize that I have a Leatherman Micra on my keychain. Like a genius, I approach the guards sitting at the metal detector, reaching into my pockets. I wave it around, and ask if I’m going to lose this. One guard nods, and says that they’ll have to take it. But then, I am informed that I will be unable to pass. Anyone arriving will come out this way, and after 10 they don’t permit people past the checkpoint.

"So," I ask, "what about this?" I wave the Leatherman around some more.

"Keep it in your pocket," a guard says. "You won’t have any problems then."

True. True.