Don't do drugs

One of my 'classic lines' when I walk in the front door is "Mum, guess what happened TODAY??". According to my mum, I always have a story. I'm not sure if it's because I get into random situtations or if it's more that I love telling stories and try to make even the simplest story entertaining (yes, embellishment IS a key component of story telling...haha).

However, today there is no need to embellish THIS story. It all started while Jessica and I were waiting in the truck crossing border line....

Jessica and I decided to take a little shopping trip down to good ol' Bellis Fair. Everything was going according to plan. We arrived at the border and were waiting (somewhat) patiently in the line up that seemed to stretch on forever!! While we were talking in the car I noticed some type of officer (he had those fancy pants and a hat on) walking around looking at vehicles. Suddenly he looked at my vehicle, walked over and did the 'roll down your window' motion. Naturally I complied (it's the border...you do whatever they say). "Hello there ma'am" (Americans talk funny sometimes...haha). "Hello" I replied (I know, so original). "Where are you headed today?" he asked. "Bellis Fair" I responded. *Now, I should mention at this point that I'm kind of wondering WHY he is asking us these questions BEFORE we get up to the border and I'm ALSO wondering WHY he hadn't stopped to talk to any other people in their vehicles*. "Do you have any narcotics in your vehicle?" "No I do not". NOW, what REALLY threw me for a loop is the question he asked next!! "Would you LIKE to have some narcotics in your vehicle?". *WHA?! Hold up, I'm thinking. Is this some sort of trick question??* "Uhh, no I would NOT like to have any narcotics in my vehicle!" (Good answer, I thought to myself). "Well, I'm kinda wondering if you wouldn't mind..." *insert confusion for Maia and Jessica* "You see, we are training some of our sniffer dogs and I would like to hide some narcotics in the side door of your car". "Oh" I responded (this sounded exciting to me) "Ya no problem, go ahead". He then proceeded to open my rear passenger door and hide a packet between the seat and the door. As SOON as he closed the door Jessica and I burst into fits of laughter.

"Why on earth were WE chosen?!" "Do we look like people who would be sneaking narcotics into the US?" were the questions that flew back and forth. "Gosh, I wonder what kind of drugs they are??" "Do you think they would notice if someone peaked at the drugs??" "I have never done drugs...I wonder what they look like??" Then "Imagine if they had a voice recorder stashed inside the drugs...they'd have a hay day listening to our ridiculous banter!!".

We were very excited as we approached the border guard in his booth. I suddenly turned to Jessica and asked "What if that guy isn't really an officer?" "What if the dogs DON'T come and we sneak narcotics into the US!!" "What if there are reminants of the narcotics IN my car afterwards and, on the way home, we are pulled over and arrested for supposed drug possession!!"

After what seemed like hours (ok, it was a matter of minutes) we FINALLY approached the booth. Then we saw it...the dog. He was sniffing the cars in the other line ups. The officer and the dog started walking towards our car *This was it!!* "Excuse me, could you please turn off your car" asked the border man (that was a new one). "Oh, sure". The dog made his way around my vehicle...his nose eagerly attempting to get a whiff of something, somewhere. For some reason I felt nervous. I knew I was hiding something illegal (and I knew that THEY knew that) but I couldn't decide if I wanted the narcotics to be discovered or not. Suddenly, the dog began barking and scratching at my back door!! The officer opened up the door and took out the narcotics "Good girl, good girl!!" he loudly praised the dog. "Thank you ma'am, you can go". I attempted to start my car...no luck. Oops, guess you have to put it in PARK in order to start it *yay for me and my shining moment...* ;)