I pass through the metal detector at the entrance of the Central Bus Station in Jerusalem, and stick my bag on the x-ray belt. And I notice something new: The corner right at the entrance to the station, and a little behind the bag x-ray, had been curtained off. While I steered the stroller out of the way and grabbed my bag, I asked the security guard what was behind the curtain.
Security Guard (SG): “What’s behind the curtain?(!?)”
Me: “Yeah, the curtain is new. What’s behind it?”
SG (amused): “You want to know what’s behind it? Why?”
Me (wondering what’s so complicated about the question): “I’m just curious, because it’s new.”
SG (still amused, but apparently willing to answer a young mother with a kid’s curiosity): “You want to take a look?”
Me (surprised at the offer): “Sure, why not?”
SG (with a 100% straight face): “Okay, give me your identity card and come back here; I’ll search you.”
Me (laughing and turning the stroller towards the ramp): “Uh, no no, thanks so much!”
That is, thanks so much for the answer. Sometimes I wonder whether I’ll ever regret my curiosity and question-asking.I walked away laughing, and I’m pretty sure he was laughing at me, too. But that’s okay, because it was pretty funny.
(For those interested – this happened on this past Thursday.)