So, I was at the airport yesterday, going through security, and the woman in front of me was trying to carry-on jars of pickled beets to bring to a friend. The TSA agent wouldn't let her through with them because there was too much liquid (gross). Their conversation went like this:
TSA Agent: What's in those jars?
Lady: Pickled beets.
TSA Agent: I'm sorry ma'am, you can't carry those on. You can check them if you'd like.
Lady: What? I can't do that!
TSA Agent: OK, I'll have to take them then.
Lady: Are you serious? Great. Just great. Now my friend who has cancer won't get any pickled beets.
Brent (under his breath): Well, I guess you should get that guys name so she can send him a thank you card...
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