Let's Take a Holiday

So, there I was waiting patiently in line to go through the first of 3 security checkpoints at the airport. It was the first time I was traveling overseas with my mom, which I may not do again, but that's only because I lost her during the trip to Mexico. It turns out she was just getting a tattoo, but I digress.

Anyway, I was doing the 'patiently waiting' thing and all....kind of looking forward to be getting pulled aside and asked all 'those questions'. You know the ones, like why are you going here in this country and what not. I wanted to feel like a James Bond villain. I wanted to be That Guy that everyone sees that gets pulled out of the line and forced to go through various searches: body, luggage and then maybe brought in to a separate room for further dialysis. There would be search dogs and maybe even extra guards.

There was nothing, not even a raised eyebrow.

Alright, I know I'm being odd, but I did expect something. You see, I just recently broke my wrist, had metal put in to keep the bones together and the doctor said that the security alarms would go off at the airport. And when it didn't I was saddened. Made me think though. Like why didn't it? Are they doing their job right? If they're not catching me and my gimpy wrist, what else are they missing?

They are probably missing what books people were reading last month overseas and/or across the borders from us. Here they are:

3-D Negotiation - Australia
Wikinomics - Canada
The Boston Consulting Group on Strategy - France
The Starbucks Experience - Barbados
The Three Tensions - Mexico

Oh, and if you're going anywhere this holiday season, I hope you make it through it safely! And try not to lose your mother, if she goes with you!