A pat-down surprise
So I have been traveling on business quite a bit of late. And last week I was flying around the eastern seaboard. When going through the security stuff, I accidentally brushed up against the metal detector, setting it off. An annoyed TSA guy ushers me back through the machine, declaring I wasn't allowed to touch the machine as I passed through it.
OK.
So I went through again and this time passed with flying colors. The annoyed TSA dude then declared "Now, I have to pat you down".
Uh oh.
If you follow this blog, you already know how passionately opposed I am to these "enhanced pat downs". However, before I could say 'Don't touch my junk', the TSA guy was patting me down.
Surprise surprise. The guy only patted down my arms and torso, and didn't venture below the belt at all.
Important anti-pat down safety tip - don't brush up against the sides of the metal detector...or else!
OK.
So I went through again and this time passed with flying colors. The annoyed TSA dude then declared "Now, I have to pat you down".
Uh oh.
If you follow this blog, you already know how passionately opposed I am to these "enhanced pat downs". However, before I could say 'Don't touch my junk', the TSA guy was patting me down.
Surprise surprise. The guy only patted down my arms and torso, and didn't venture below the belt at all.
Important anti-pat down safety tip - don't brush up against the sides of the metal detector...or else!



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