Can I just tell you, I have never been so politely felt up and searched as I was on Thursday at the Minneapolis airport.
“You’ve been selected for a more comprehensive search,” said the airport worker.
Gulp. What exactly does comprehensive mean? Horrible visions of Turkish prisons and full body cavity searches flashed through my mind.
A TSA agent came over, directed me towards the X-Ray machines and proceeded to strike up a friendly conversation with me. “Flying to Chicago I see, business I take it?”
Actually sir, I’m heading home to DC, Chicago’s just a layover.
“Oh, ok” he said with a smile. “If you wouldn’t mind stepping over here for “Officer_____”
Officer_____ proceeded to begin giving me an extensive patdown, while the first officer began taking apart my carryon.
The first patdown indicated that I was carrying a wallet and a number of folded pieces of paper.
Sorry about that officer.
“Oh, not a problem,” he said cheerfully as he got back to the feeling.
I smiled uneasily and waited for him to finish. After a few more uncomfortable seconds I was allowed to walk over to the table where the original officer was searching my bag. I proceeded to strike up a friendly conversation with him about a few souvenirs that I was taking back.
I walked away not exactly sure what to think. I was feeling a little bit uncomfortable, but at the same time I was impressed at the friendliness and professionalism that the TSA officers had shown me. As much as part of me was hoping that it would go horribly wrong, just so I’d have a good story to repeat and blog about, I found myself thinking, “Good for them, doing their jobs, efficiently and effectively.”