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At least God knows what He’s doing… Part 4

The following is part 4 of a 5 part series. Go here for Part 1 

So I broke camp and headed to the Budget Rental car desk.  One security exit, two escalators, one air bridge and one elevator later I was waiting for the lady at the desk to get done with her customer.  She finished with her customer and proceeded to give me the “what do you want” look.

“My friend left his Bible in one of your cars.”
“Oh yeah.  Here.” 

One elevator, one air bridge, and one escalator later, I was weaving through the labyrinth of security ropes heading towards the initial check point before taking off half my clothes and walking through the metal detector to make sure I was not carrying a gun in my rectum (“Ohhhh How did that get there?).

I pulled my boarding pass out of my back pocket and handed it to the TSA agent.  Then I pulled out my wallet and opened it up to give the guy my driver’s license.  But it wasn’t there. 

Oh yeah I put it in my back pocket….um maybe I put it in my jacket pockets…ok maybe it’s in my front pockets.  Did I put it in my book that I was reading?  Maybe it’s in my leather jacket pockets?  Did I put it in my suit case?  Ok maybe it’s in my satchel? 

As I continued to wave people past me one after another,I continued to do a pat down on myself that any police officer would be proud of.  A slow feeling of panic started to rush through my mind.

“Will my UPS ID work?”
“No it has to be a government issued ID.”

CRAP! Where the hell did I put it.  I went through all my pockets again.  I know that I had it.  I just got through security with it only an hour ago.  SECURITY!

“I think it might be at the other security check point.  I’ll go look there.”
“Ok”