A woman at the airport asked me to watch her handbag while she went to the restroom.
I politely declined.
She looked surprised.
“I’m only going to be a few minutes. My flight hasn’t started boarding yet.”
I told her I wasn’t comfortable taking responsibility for someone else’s belongings, especially in an airport.
She sighed, placed the bag beside my seat and walked away.
It was around 6:30 p.m. on a Thursday, and the terminal was crowded with passengers waiting for evening flights.
About seven minutes later, an airport security officer approached me and pointed at the handbag.
“Is that your bag?”
I said no.
“Do you know who owns it?”
I explained that a woman had asked me to watch it before going to the restroom, but I’d declined.
His expression changed.
“She specifically asked you to watch it?”
“Yes. I told her I couldn’t.”
He asked how long she’d been gone and whether I’d touched the bag.
I answered everything.
He then called another security officer over and explained the situation.
A few minutes later, the woman returned.
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