While coming back from dinner with my brother and grandmother, my brother noticed a flash. He assumed correctly, and asked why they took a picture. The Customs agent answered that it took pictures of the car's plates. So, my brother asked why that was in front, if plates are in the back (at least in Michigan). She answered that some had it in front. My brother countered that everyone had in back, regardless if they *also* had it in front. She didn't know.
Amazingly, she was actually friendly. Quite rare for a Custom's Agent. I think you have to have a degree in Disgruntled-Postal Workology in order to work there. Anyway, by the time we were done, a guy came by, who looked like he was her superior. He had a good European serious frown on. We figured he must have warned her about being friendly.
Overall it was strange, and we couldn't figure out what was going on. Well, the food was good.