Post-9/11 fears played out on a real stage

I was waiting for my friend who was in the bathroom when I witnessed a prime example of our bomb plot fears playing out.

A security guard swaggered over to a black bag sitting on the floor, no owner in sight. He grabbed a newspaper, rolled it up, then began shaking the bag open with it. A group of employees gathered for their lunch at the next table laughed and said, "Should we be leaving?"

"Nah," the guard replied, still shaking the bag open. Another guard stood sturdy beside him.

Then he bent over, slipped a loaf of bread out, and asked, "Must be a stolen loaf, and they just left it here. This from your shop over there?"

A woman grabbed the bag, turned it around. "No, not mine," she said.

That was it. It could've been worse. In fact, there's a moment at the beginning when I wondered if I should walk away, just to be safe.