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Flashaholic
I spent this week traveling to one of our remote offices in Atlanta. This was a last minute trip that I learned about late last week. Early Monday morning I left Philadelphia on my way to Atlanta. Since I had been carrying the Arc4 RC-2 since I received it, I didn't think twice about taking in on the trip. I always belt-carry my LSH-P and have been on dozens of trips since I first purchase it. I've never had an issue with security, so I didn't see how this trip would be any different. I usually have a system when flying. Before heading to the Security Gate, I go outside and catch a smoke. While I'm doing that, I'm packing all of my EDC stuff into my computer bag. This time was no different. Pager, cellphone, cellphone clip, Retrieve-It, mini wallet pen, pair of mini-eye glasses and my trusty Arc4 all find their way into my bag.
I walk up to the checkpoint, off come the shoes, the belt and the coat. My laptop comes from its case and onto the conveyor belt. I walk thru the detector without issue. Now I'm standing waiting for all my stuff to be scanned. Here comes the shoes, the belt and the laptop. "Oh poop, where the hell is my computer case" I ask myself. The lady looks and looks and looks some more. She motions over to someone else to take a peek. She shugs her shoulders and grabs my bag. "Can you grab your stuff and step over here Sir", she says. "Yes", I say. "Do you have issues with us searching you bag", she asks. "Certainly not", I reply. "I understand that you have a job to do", I reply. Anyway, to make a long story short, she is rifling thru the bag and I can tell she's going after something specific. I'm thinking to myself, "What the hell do I have in there that she's so concerned about". Before I could react any further, out comes my ARC pouch. She unlatches it and asks "What is this"? "It's a flashlight. One of only 5 or 6", I explained. "Can you turn it on for me Sir?", she asked. "I'd be more than happy to Miss. I'm always looking for a reason to fire-up one of my flashlights", especially this one. I not only fire-up my Arc4, but continued to give her a demonstration, since she seemed intrigued. After several minutes of me cycling thru the settings, she was satisfied that it was what I said it was and ended our conversation with "Thank you Sir. Have a safe flight. Oh, and nice light".
True story.......
I walk up to the checkpoint, off come the shoes, the belt and the coat. My laptop comes from its case and onto the conveyor belt. I walk thru the detector without issue. Now I'm standing waiting for all my stuff to be scanned. Here comes the shoes, the belt and the laptop. "Oh poop, where the hell is my computer case" I ask myself. The lady looks and looks and looks some more. She motions over to someone else to take a peek. She shugs her shoulders and grabs my bag. "Can you grab your stuff and step over here Sir", she says. "Yes", I say. "Do you have issues with us searching you bag", she asks. "Certainly not", I reply. "I understand that you have a job to do", I reply. Anyway, to make a long story short, she is rifling thru the bag and I can tell she's going after something specific. I'm thinking to myself, "What the hell do I have in there that she's so concerned about". Before I could react any further, out comes my ARC pouch. She unlatches it and asks "What is this"? "It's a flashlight. One of only 5 or 6", I explained. "Can you turn it on for me Sir?", she asked. "I'd be more than happy to Miss. I'm always looking for a reason to fire-up one of my flashlights", especially this one. I not only fire-up my Arc4, but continued to give her a demonstration, since she seemed intrigued. After several minutes of me cycling thru the settings, she was satisfied that it was what I said it was and ended our conversation with "Thank you Sir. Have a safe flight. Oh, and nice light".
True story.......