My 2 cents on airport security
Andrew Stein
I want to first say that I’m all for airport security. I don’t really care if it causes longer lines and if they have to check all sorts of things–shoes, computer, etc– to keep the plane safe.
That said, there are some things about airport security that just didn’t make sense when I had the pleasure of walking through those metal detectors earlier today on my way from Boston to San Francisco on Virgin America. First, there was no line, so I thought, “great!”. I’m going to be able to move right on through. Not correct. There were no travelers but about 7 bored secuirty personnel. I get through and start filling my pockets back up with phone, wallet, keys, you know the drill. Then someone comes up and says I’m going to need to check your messenger bag closer. I say fine–it was one of those randomized check things.
I continue to regroup– I put on my jacket, my belt… — then another person comes up to me and says I’m going to need to check your shoes. I laugh and say, “wow, things are really hopping around here. I must be one suspicious character.” I say fine. What in the world are they going to find on or around my casual white shoes.
This is when things are starting to get frustrating. In my messenger bad, a very deadly looking little yellow umbrella is found. I personally liked this umbrella– it was very bright yellow, very compact, and had a fun handle with a round happy face that was suspended in a tiny bit of water. What better to brighten up a rainy day! Out of the whole umbrella, they need to take this handle with the happy face. I think, “really?” I take that back. I actually say aloud, “really?” I say, “but there’s a small enough amount of liquid in there that it shouldn’t matter.” They explain that they need to take it because it falls under the “snow globe” category. I laugh, and tell myself aloud, “I wish they were busier so that I didn’t get quite so much attention.”
The attention was great. It was the fact that out of all of there carefulness, the little, yellow, suspended, snow-globe-like, happy face ball is what they picked to confiscate. Now my umbrella is handle-less! They didn’t take the much more weapon-like expandable umbrella-part with several sharp corners. They didn’t even notice that I forgot to take my small bottles of liquids out of my suitcase. I even asked them to try to explain why they just confiscated the least dangerous part of my umbrella, and they reminded me of this “snow globe rule.”
I’m done. I just needed to get that out of my system. On a brighter note, Virgin America isn’t bad at all. Here I am on the plane with my computer plugged in and with wireless internet access.
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