Folks,
On a recent trip back home from visiting my folks in Boston, my wife decided to put the baby formula in a large ziplock bag, then put it back into the baby formula can, then packed it in MY suitcase. Of course we were running late after only being able to go 45 mph in an early morning rainstorm, (think 3 am) and 4 to 5 inch deep puddles on the freeway.
The TSA people saw something odd in my bag through the xrays, so they pulled it aside and proceeded to search it. So, I had the rest of the family head to the gate as they were searching my bags, hoping I would be able to join them in a few moments. Suddenly the TSA dude, pulled out the can of formula, popped it open, and pulled out this large bag of white powder, looked over at me with a sly grin, and said, "ahaaah...".
"Oh boy" I thought to myself, just what do they think that is? I tried to tell them it was baby formula, but they wouldn't believe me. They actually had to bring someone over to test it before they would believe me that it wasn't cocaine or anthrax or some idiot thing like that.
My wife felt bad after that, especially since I had already told her to just dump it before we even left. The baby didn't like that kind of formula anyway, and was just spitting it up. But she had spent $X amount of money on it, and didn't want to waste it..
Owell. By the time I got to my plane, it was final boarding call and they were about to close the doors.
To top it all off, my son decided to spit up that same formula all over me soon after takeoff, so I smelled like baby barf from Boston to California.
-capT