Here's a truly astonishing tale of travel post-911, wherein a guy and his dad attempt to fly from Florida to Wisconsin to pick up a beater car and drive it back to Orlando. After being searched, pulled off planes, dropped from connections and searched and searched and searched again, they finally arrived in the Eat Cheese or Die state, got behind the wheel and drove back to Florida. The return trip by surface routes took less time than the air trip out did.
A few minutes later, the pilot informed the passengers that, according to the new regulations regarding Security Breaches, they must all now exit the craft, schlepping their freshly-stowed luggage with them. Here's why: it seems that Mr. Moseler had also had the unfortunate red "S" on his ticket all the time, but the highly-trained agent had neglected to pull him aside, even though it was the same agent that had marked his ticket in the first place.
(Thanks, Zed!)
