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Touch once. Touch twice. Hand slapped.

by VickiM.Taylor in Six-Word Memoirs on Oct 25, 2012 | add favorite | T-shirt

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TheAngstyPoet says,

When I was switching planes in Munich, I had to go through security due to souvenirs. The man behind me kept touching the bin that held his belongings after they were screened. The German TSA told him twice not to touch it. The third time he did it I snapped at him not to touch it because I though I was going to be late for my flight and my nerves were shot.

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