You can believe me or not believe me. But I swear this all happened today, and all before noon, to boot. I don't know if this is in the right forum. But it's the truthful events of this morning so I don't know if it qualifies as a story or not.
Yeah. Anyway. So I was flying back from a country overseas today that has a dubious reputation as a violent, drug-riddled hellhole. Anyway, due to the fact I booked the trip a day before I took off and only stayed 3 days in said place apparently set off a series of red flags that led to me getting interrogated by customs. I didn't have any drugs on me; I don't do drugs, and I sure as hell aren't going to be trafficking them. Anyway, once they went through my belongings, and then questioned me about being a "drug mule" and having baggies of drugs in my stomach (as an incon I just kind of LOL'd at that), I got taken to a back room to get thoroughly searched.
Here's the problem. I'm urinary incon and I wear 24/7 because it's quite frankly easier to deal with that way. The flight I was on had left at 7:15 and I didn't sleep all night owing to the fact I was going to fly out in the early morning and didn't want to miss my flight. I knew I would fall asleep on the plane. I had a Molicare Super Plus on and when I got off the flight, it was throughly soaked. I intended to change, but the bathroom was closed. So I was standing there, getting frisked heavily by 2 customs agents. Finally, one grabbed my rear-end area, and felt the "squish" of the wet diaper.
"Are you holding something?" He asked. You could almost hear his voice perk up as he thought he finally found the stash.
I told him "it's a diaper. I'm incontinent, and I need to change."
He said "Is there anything in it?""
I told him "yeah, piss."
Both seemed totally taken aback. The dude just kind of darted out chortling "I'll call about this" and the woman sat there half-dumbfounded. I told her "I"m sorry to make you go through this" and she told me, "It's a medical problem. I have a little niece, well, I guess she isn't little, she's 19 now, but she has the same problem. It's a medical problem." And just stared off. Finally the dude showed back up and told her something and she told me to follow them.
So this guy and a woman drug me off to some other room so I could take my diaper off for them and show them it wasn't full of cocaine or something. So I go into this room. I have to take my pants off, and I'm standing there in a shirt and a very wet diaper. The woman just kind of went "Jesus christ", and then ordered me to take it off. So I did. They then looked through it gingerly and poked at it, and the dude said "there's nothing" and then they told me I could wait and put a new diaper on and they'd wait outside. I did. They then escorted me back to my belongings and told me to leave.
I don't know what to make of the whole thing. It was surreal.
Yeah. Anyway. So I was flying back from a country overseas today that has a dubious reputation as a violent, drug-riddled hellhole. Anyway, due to the fact I booked the trip a day before I took off and only stayed 3 days in said place apparently set off a series of red flags that led to me getting interrogated by customs. I didn't have any drugs on me; I don't do drugs, and I sure as hell aren't going to be trafficking them. Anyway, once they went through my belongings, and then questioned me about being a "drug mule" and having baggies of drugs in my stomach (as an incon I just kind of LOL'd at that), I got taken to a back room to get thoroughly searched.
Here's the problem. I'm urinary incon and I wear 24/7 because it's quite frankly easier to deal with that way. The flight I was on had left at 7:15 and I didn't sleep all night owing to the fact I was going to fly out in the early morning and didn't want to miss my flight. I knew I would fall asleep on the plane. I had a Molicare Super Plus on and when I got off the flight, it was throughly soaked. I intended to change, but the bathroom was closed. So I was standing there, getting frisked heavily by 2 customs agents. Finally, one grabbed my rear-end area, and felt the "squish" of the wet diaper.
"Are you holding something?" He asked. You could almost hear his voice perk up as he thought he finally found the stash.
I told him "it's a diaper. I'm incontinent, and I need to change."
He said "Is there anything in it?""
I told him "yeah, piss."
Both seemed totally taken aback. The dude just kind of darted out chortling "I'll call about this" and the woman sat there half-dumbfounded. I told her "I"m sorry to make you go through this" and she told me, "It's a medical problem. I have a little niece, well, I guess she isn't little, she's 19 now, but she has the same problem. It's a medical problem." And just stared off. Finally the dude showed back up and told her something and she told me to follow them.
So this guy and a woman drug me off to some other room so I could take my diaper off for them and show them it wasn't full of cocaine or something. So I go into this room. I have to take my pants off, and I'm standing there in a shirt and a very wet diaper. The woman just kind of went "Jesus christ", and then ordered me to take it off. So I did. They then looked through it gingerly and poked at it, and the dude said "there's nothing" and then they told me I could wait and put a new diaper on and they'd wait outside. I did. They then escorted me back to my belongings and told me to leave.
I don't know what to make of the whole thing. It was surreal.