September 26, 2008 | Posted by Carlos - 10:39am |
10 Comments
Carlos was traveling over the 9/11 week, and while Mrs. Carlos is never happy when that happens, he generally finds that extra vigilance (all that orange/red stuff) really is there in airports around that time.
So of course, it filled Carlos with joy as he was going through the checkpoint to hear, "Anything metal in your pockets, MA'AM?"
("Ma'am?" Carlos may not be big, but seriously, it'll take more than a few mind-altering substances to mistake him for female).
At which point the guard actually *looks up* and with a little laugh says, "Oh, I'm sorry, I wasn't paying attentions, sir."
To which you just gotta add: What exactly is the TSA supposed to do??
Carlos understands the mind-numbing job that screening can be, which is why he would, in all seriousness, like to include as one of the job qualifications (the actual ones can be found
here) a healthy dose of
Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder. These folks need patterns, and they notice when things don't fit.
Add your comment