Neal Boortz recounts a recent run in with airport screeners.
I don't want to identify the airport ... but here's my latest TSA adventure. It happened over the weekend. As I approached the screening machine I was wearing a colored t-shirt (t-shirt of color, if you will) with an unbuttoned long sleeve sports shirt. The lady shoving the luggage into the machine told me I had to remove my jacket.
"It isn't a jacket. It's my shirt."
"Well you have something on under it."
"That's my undershirt."
"Well, you're wearing it like a jacket, so you'll have to take it off."
"What if I just button it?"
"That would be OK".
So .. I buttoned it up and went on through .... wondering just where they get some of these people, During that flight I couldn't help but think that my safety was dependent on a woman who couldn't tell a sports shirt from a jacket and who thought that by somehow buttoning it up all threats were removed.
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