When it is Not Good To Be Retired…

So today at the airport, I was going through customs and found out the hard way that the US doesn’t like “unemployed” people heading over their borders. Because I said that I was self employed, they proceeded to give me the third degree, asking me what I did, why was I going to LA, and did I plan on returning?! Well, I guess they get a lot of people just going down there to find work. When I told them I was going to E3, they even asked if I played video games for a living!

After like 5 minutes of this, they send me off to inspection, where a guy that really didn’t seem to want to be there, started asking me similar questions, probably to make sure my story was consistent. After another 5 – 10 minutes wasting eachothers time, they stamp me through. I mean, come on! I’m coming from the best place to live in the world, to one of the smoggiest, dirtiest, cities in the world, and you think I want to stick around, let alone work?

I guess sometimes, it pays to have a day job, just to say, I work for so and so. Maybe I should get a paper route!