Finally, after two months of pleading with my boss for vacation time I was on my way to Costa Rica. Well, after I went through hours of security checks and luggage handlers. As i checked my bags I hummed the same tune thats been stuck in my head for weeks. “Ba dum ba dum bum ba bum bum bum bum bum”. I realize now that i was humming it quite loudly attracting strange looks from passengers and TSA agents alike. “I’m lucky” i thought as i handed my one suitcase to the baggage handler, one free checked bag, one suitcase to fit my stuff in, other than the carry on I had which was overflowing with my laptop, a jacket and miscellaneous books and journals.
After i had lugged my bags to the bathroom and back , I had arrived at security, still receiving strange looks i put my bags on the conveyor belt and walk through the metal detector; before being sent through again and again and again. No matter how many times I went through it still went off. Once i was put through a barrage of X-ray machines and pat downs, the offending item was found,a clothespin which was stuck in my jeans. Once through (and after receiving MANY dirty looks from the people behind me) I went to wait in the boarding area. Thats when this amazing smell hit my nose. It was...it was the most magical smell in the history of mankind, the smell of coffee. I knew that I had to get a drink, after hours of waiting and being stopped by the handsy TSA agents, I needed some caffeine.
As I received my coffee and walked back to my seat I spilled my coffee and  was almost thrown to the ground by a man in a suit who was sweating and looked scared. He offered me a deal, i take the suitcase he was holding on to my flight, and i get paid $500 now and get $2500 when i land. I became suspicious when he made it clear that the bag had already passed through security so why not? Now I know i shouldn't have done it but at the time I was strapped for cash and had spent $5 of the $15 dollars in my pocket on a coffee.
I brought the suitcase on board. I know, I know; it was stupid, now that i think back on it I should've just taken the first $500 and left the suitcase in the terminal, but i was greedy. Who wouldn't have  wanted an extra $2500 in their pocket? Dont you go all “It was for the greater good” on me, we’re all greedy, you want money, I want money.
Once on board my curiosity overcomes me, Even though the man said not to open it i did, It’s funny really, That i was just part of an experiment, i was a tool. In the suitcase there was, nothing. Just a piece of paper that said “Thank you for participating in Global Enterprises survey.