Yes, I really do dress this way when flying. I call it dressing thinly.
Can you believe our TSA still go through with a pat-down (I opt out of the X-Ray chamber) -- and, worse still, narrate their stupid movements step-by-step. C'mon, goobers, just pass the damn magnetic wand and back of the hands. The narration only consumes precious time! The simpleton at JFK airport was nice about it - while the one at Phoenix was visibly nervous. Good - and I know they are just making sure every 't' was crossed and 'i' dotted but, seriously, look at me: Where the fuck am I hiding anything?
Following stupid rules is dutiful but not productive. It reminds me of my gov't professor's description of communism. Laying railroad tracks on this side of town to be taken up and relayed on the other side of town technically constitutes construction, but, factually, no track ever remains and, of course, no trains ever come. How useful is it to pat down the legs of someone dressed in, say, a two-piece bikini? Painfully unimaginative to the point of making insanity look attractive.
everyone is looking this way
Sir, have you emptied your pockets...?
Sir, are you sure there's nothing in your pockets?
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