Normally I might let it get to me, but for some reason I was really relaxed, only answered his questions, and watched him do his routine.
After working as a service advisor at a Dodge dealership in the mid nineties watching people get angry, yell, scream, threaten lawsuit and even elude to physical violence this guy was pretty tame in comparison.
When he asked " what is in the plastic trash bags in the bed of the truck" I was honest and told him blankets & if he wanted to look in them it was ok.
He tried one last time to get under my skin and I calmly responded so he let us go.
I couldn't help but remember this story from 2005:
TORONTO — A Canadian senator said Friday U.S. customs should have done a better job after they let a man carrying a homemade sword, a hatchet, a knife, brass knuckles and a chain saw stained with what appeared to be blood into the United States.
Gregory Despres arrived at the U.S.-Canadian border crossing at Calais, Maine, on April 25, saying he was an assassin, the same day he was to be sentenced in Canada on charges he assaulted and threatened to kill his neighbor’s son-in-law.
The following day, a gruesome scene was discovered at the neighbors: The decapitated body of a 74-year-old country musician named Frederick Fulton was found on Fulton’s kitchen floor. His head was in a pillowcase under a kitchen table. His common-law wife was discovered stabbed to death in a bedroom.
After letting this nut job into the US (post 9/11) and they want to give me a hard time??
Just doing their job I guess.
I'm glad it is not my job.