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    What If – 14 (A)

    TSA Guy: Uh, excuse me ma’am?

    Bette: [never removing her eyes from the freaky-deeky couple] Whatever, you’re selling I’m not interested.

    TSA Guy: Well, no I’m not actually selling anything but was wondering if you’d be interested in taking a quick survey.

    Bette: I’m not.

    TSA Guy: [cheerfully] It will only take a few quick seconds.

    Bette: [now annoyed finally looks up] Listen, I said I wasn’t—–.

    TSA Guy: [her hardened glare caused the hair on his arms to stand at an attention]

    Bette: [stares him up and down in confusion] What are you like twelve?

    TSA Guy: No, ma’am actually I just turned 23 two days ago.

    Bette: Are we not enforcing child labor laws in this country!?

    TSA Guy: I am an adult.

    Bette: [smirking] Yeah, right I can still smell the similac on your breath from here.

    TSA Guy: I know I look young but I really am 23.

    Bette: Look a here Screech I’m—-.

    TSA Guy: [cutting her off pointing to his name tag] Samuel, my name is Samuel.

    Bette: [in a condescending tone] Samuel is Screech. Screech is Samuel, oh forget it you’re two young to even know who I’m talking about.

    Samuel: Really!? I was gunning for a close A.C. Slater.

    Bette: [his surprising response caused her to smile] Not even through Stevie Wonders eyes.

    Samuel: Ouch.

    Bette: Yeah, well the truth hurts.

    Samuel: [smiling] Told ya, I wasn’t that young.

    Bette: Yeah…yeah, so what you still have a baby face.

    Samuel: If I agree to disagree, will you give me two minutes of your time and take this quick survey?

    Bette: Screech your starting to get on my—-.

    Samuel: [pointing at his name tag again] Uh, its Samuel remember?

    Bette: What I’m trying to understand, Screech is why someone wearing a TSA uniform is walking around the airport with a clipboard taking surveys? Shouldn’t you be well, I don’t know keeping the airport safe?

    Samuel: This is part of my disciplinary action for showing up to work late three times in a month and just for the record by taking this survey your valuable input will help improve the airports security.

    Bette: Let me guess it was because of a girl.

    Samuel: Excuse me a girl?

    Bette: Yes, a girl as in girlfriend I would have said woman but from the looks of you it appears you have yet to experience a real one, maybe a plastic one, but not a real one.

    Comments

    1. Hi Skunk:

      Very nice chapter, poor Bette, opening her mouth before using her brain, not a good thing to do.
      Tasha has many possibilities, but she wants to make things work with Alice.
      Wow, Dana was caught with her hands in the cookie jar; she and Alice are at a crossroad let’s see where they’ll go.
      Thanks so much for this nice and funny chapter, I’ll read the update.

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