I was recently in the airport reading a book, waiting for my flight to board when a security guard taps me on the shoulder. "is that yours?' he asked. I briefly look around making sure I had my 2 small bags with me and reply, "No". He turns to the other side of the aisle and asks the couple sitting across from me the same thing. He comes back to me and says "Sir are you sure that's not yours?" So, now i think i may have left my coffee cup or my boarding pass or something important enough for him to ask again. But when i look around I can't find anything on the ground around me, let alone something of mine, and certainly nothing that seems so pressing that security is insistent on getting an answer.
It is only after I get up and notice under another chair 4 feet away that there is a tiny white object. The security guard has this insistent look on his face and even gives a little point with his baton that I should walk over, kneel down and address whatever it is. Bottom line: he's not budging.
It turns out to be a small plastic googly eye. The kind you make sock puppets with. I get up and he says, "well?". "Well what?" i ask confused. "is that yours?" he presses.
It is at this point of the absurd scavenger hunt that I can't resist the sound byte opportunity of actually responding to a security guard with the words... "No sir, that's not my googly eye.