Nowadays when I come home from LOS to Perth, customs guys seem to go out of their way to get rid of me!!!
I think this comes from the time I got back and was really hanging out for a cigarette! I walked past the fiest set of toilets, into the next set, sat down and had a much needed gasper!
When I finally got to the customs check, got pulled aside and given the Third Degree!! Searched the bags, had me take off my shoes and asked if I would take off my shirt!!
It was all ok by me as I was no longer stressed about having a smoke.
Anyway, after about an hour of this, with the supervisor lending a hand, they finally asked me why I went into the second loo instead of the first. When I told them, I got a lesson in profanity that I will never forget and learnt a few new ones!!!!
Since then they don't seem to even look at me. Must have my name in big red letters on the computer!!!
