At JFK, I’m going thru the airport security. I do this on a frequent basis, so I’m very familiar with the procedures and rules, etc. There was a single mom in front of me holding an infant, and trying to go thru the metal detector.
The TSA agent (one-bar only, duh) kept repeating… “hold your ticket in your hand, shoes on the belt,” etc. She was doing it with that arrogant tone of “I’m better than you, and your stupid” but she kept saying polite words. What I mean is that if you wrote down all the words she said, she was being polite, but her tone was clearly very arrogant and she must have been on some kind of power trip.
So this mom was holding the baby on her hip, she gave the TSA agent her boarding pass, which by now has been wadded up in her hand… remember, infant in arms. The TSA agent tells her, “Maam, I need to see your pass”
She extends her hand, and the agent repeats her demand.
All I heard next was, “Well, how am I supposed to know it’s folded up in your hand?” (guess who said that).
So, she unfolds it and is just about to let the woman thru, when she sees the baby has on infant “shoes”. If you have kids, you know what I’m talking about. These are hardly shoes. They’re basically leather socks. They have no sole to speak of and they’re to keep a kids feet warm and look like shoes.
Anyways, the TSA agent demands the woman take off the baby’s shoes. Holding up the line, and everything.
Look, I know she’s got a job to do, and I appreciate stopping the terrorists, but I’m 100% sure that a baby’s “shoes” are not holding explosives and would not be a threat to anyone.
Where is profiling when you need it?!?!?
BTW, as I finally got to go through, I had my left hand in my pants pocket, and my right was holding my unfolded boarding pass. She wouldn’t let me go through with my hand in the pocket. In fact, she made me take my hand out of my pocket and go back through the metal detector.
They’ve never done that before, and that’s asinine! It’s a metal detector, and my hand is not going to prevent metal detection!
When I questioned it, she said “Well, I don’t know what’s in your pocket. Could be something good or something bad!” Uh, right. Someone is a little drunkie on power, I think…