My luck! A few years ago there was this sniffing dog (one of those long dachsund types wearing a sweater that read dept. of agri. & something else about illegal drugs) that was sniffing through eveyones luggage and came to a halt by none other than MY luggage! You could just plotz. I just wanted the ground to swallow me up as everyone was staring at me with these “We know you’re hiding drugs” looks. The officer was this big, burly… “you don’t want to tangle with me” type of guy. It took forever to convince him (after he went through everything that I owned) that it must have been the apples that had been in my bag before the trip. Apparently, there was still a slight scent of apples in the bag.
If embarrassment is a kapparah… then Hashem must really love me 🙂