We recently took another trip. This time to visit Blob's sister and brother-in-law. It was a quick flight and a great visit. Except for the airport security.
Just a couple years after Sept 11, 2001, most people had figured out how to travel with the new security requirements--bag your liquids, take your shoes and belts off, remove your computers, etc. But, in the past year or two, security has become more of a production. I'm blaming the full body scanners.
Just a couple years after Sept 11, 2001, most people had figured out how to travel with the new security requirements--bag your liquids, take your shoes and belts off, remove your computers, etc. But, in the past year or two, security has become more of a production. I'm blaming the full body scanners.
Not sure if they're actually the cause, but since they've been implemented, lines take longer and everything seems to be more of an ordeal. Blob likes to call it "security theater", since he doesn't think the full body scanners provide any benefit on top of the pre-existing safeguards...besides annoying the passengers.
Since there is a dearth of evidence on the effects of these full body scanners and to annoy the TSA agents, Blob and I usually opt out of the full body scan when we're shuffled through it. As a consolation prize, we get patted down by a TSA officer. Apparently, as part of their protocol, they have to check the top bits of your pants. On a recent trip during the pat down, one TSA officer at RDU said:
Really? She was genuinely excited. She was referring to the (yes, it's fabulous) elastic waistband in my preggy pants. I get it, they're great. I'll probably wear them forever. But is it too much to ask that she should be a little less excited about it!?
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