Guilty conscience...

-Leaving a store and having to pass by a security guard. Man, the pressure to put on a face that doesn't look incriminating. And the thing is, I didn't even steal anything. But I still feel like I did. Avoid eye contact, relax and head through the door and pray he (or she...yeah right!) doesn't ask to search your bag. It's the same thing in an airport. Even though there's not one incriminating sharp object in my bag I still feel all nervous. "Is he gonna ask me to get undressed?" Nerve-racking? Yes. Erotic? Even more. Oh and it was just great when I was in the Madrid airport and the guy finds my huge Basque flag in my bag. I might as well painted TERRORISTA on my forehead. All of this mess, is annoying.