Just made a woman working security at Manchester Airport die inside. I’d put all my stuff in the tray, ready to go through the scanner, and place it on the belt, when without looking up, she starts reeling off the standard script asking whether I have any hair dryers, curling irons etc in my bag. It’s only when she looks up and sees the amusement on my face does she suddenly realise she’s asking this of a guy who, with the exception of a beard and his eyebrows, doesn’t have a single hair on top of his head. She started mumbling an apology, mortified, but I just found it funny.