I had another "discussion" with the TSA clowns in [deleted] a few days ago. After clearing the metal-detector, the lady pointed at a nearby Plexiglas booth and told me to stand there. No explanation of what's going on. Shortly a TSA guy showed up and told me to come with him. I refused. He seemed surprised and made the demand again, and I refused a second time.It is what they seem to be best at doing.
He finally asked why I wasn't following orders and I told him that I would not leave my belongings unattended on the x-ray belt. He told me I had no choice and I told him I wanted a supervisor. He didn't like that. But he grudgingly got the stuff I pointed at and carried it to the rear of the screening area. That was his second mistake.
I read him the riot act for putting my shoes, soles down, on top of my computer case. He didn't seem to understand why I was so furious. I renewed my demand for a supervisor, and when he didn't comply, I raised my voice (it can be a fearsome thing) and demanded a supervisor. When one appeared I explained that it was unsanitary to put shoe soles on belongings, why I was upset at being singled out for some enhanced security procedure without so much as a word of explanation; why I refused to leave my belongings unattended and that I still wanted to know what was going on.
He apologized (sort of) and told me that it was a random security check. The first clown rubbed a cloth on the palms of my hands, put it in a machine and sent me on my way. TSA seems to look for new ways to piss off passengers every week ...
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