Batman
11-22-2010, 06:19 PM
I'm not sure if this belongs in this section, I thought I might share a TSA story.
It happened back in summer. My wife lives in Houston and I live in San Jose. We met while we were still in college so it's been a long distance relationship for us. For cultural and religious reasons, and our parents we got married before we finished school so I only get to see my wife on holidays.
My wife loves chocolate, so I bought her the most expensive kind of chocolate I could before I left. At the airport I went through the scanner, patted down, then taken to the back where they stripped me and went through all of my luggage, my wallet down to my receipts, and checked some mail I was also carrying. They checked a Victoria's Secret bag that was private and went through the chocolate as well. I nearly missed my flight as a result and the attendants were upset, saying they were just waiting on me.
It wasn't until after I had arrived and we went through the gifts I had brought for my wife that I noticed half of the chocolate was missing. I wasn't quite sure how to respond to that or if I even had a right to complain, but it irks the hell out of me.
I don't know what it is. Either my Arabic-sounding name or maybe all the Ron Paul events I attended in the past. Somehow the airlines just don't like me.
It happened back in summer. My wife lives in Houston and I live in San Jose. We met while we were still in college so it's been a long distance relationship for us. For cultural and religious reasons, and our parents we got married before we finished school so I only get to see my wife on holidays.
My wife loves chocolate, so I bought her the most expensive kind of chocolate I could before I left. At the airport I went through the scanner, patted down, then taken to the back where they stripped me and went through all of my luggage, my wallet down to my receipts, and checked some mail I was also carrying. They checked a Victoria's Secret bag that was private and went through the chocolate as well. I nearly missed my flight as a result and the attendants were upset, saying they were just waiting on me.
It wasn't until after I had arrived and we went through the gifts I had brought for my wife that I noticed half of the chocolate was missing. I wasn't quite sure how to respond to that or if I even had a right to complain, but it irks the hell out of me.
I don't know what it is. Either my Arabic-sounding name or maybe all the Ron Paul events I attended in the past. Somehow the airlines just don't like me.