Friday, November 26, 2004

Airport Nazis

In honor of all who are traveling by air during this hectic holiday season, allow me to refer you to this pithy and only slightly exaggerated tale of airport security goofiness from our man in Canada, Halfacanuck. For those in the blogsphere who don't know, the whole "airport security" thing pretty much pegs out my absurd-o-meter.

7 comments:

Ross Thomas said...

Thanks for the linkage and blogrollage. It really is absurd, isn't it? I must say, though, once I've eventually emerged harried and blinking from the frantic molestations of airport security, I get a feeling of safety unparalleled by any other circumstance. It's probably a false sense of security, but at the time it seems real enough. It's almost worth it.

Ross Thomas said...

Oh, and thanks for the trackback -- my first! I'm ludicriously pleased about that.

Ross Thomas said...

So pleased I inserted an unnecessary vowel into the above comment for people to locate as a fun game. I'm going to stop commenting now.

Neb said...

You just keep on commenting; it's ok by me. I'll just send the extra vowel to Wales, where there is a perennial shortage. :-D

Ross Thomas said...

So I lied about stopping commenting. Couldn't resist posting a link to this, in case you're the one person in the universe who's not already seen it. Gotta love The Onion.

Neb said...

Actually I have seen that particular one (and it's dang funny). I'll be the only person on the planet who hasn't seen/heard something else, though...I'm pretty sure about that.

Alex said...

Last time I flew, when I went to LA in June, I was about 5 months pregnant and showing. We got singled out for uber security checks twice too! When we checked our bag, they looked through it VERY thrououghly (and we seemed to be the only ones they did that to out of many people) and then when we started to wait in line to go through the low-security checkpoint, they sent us to the high security one. They made us take off our shoes and send everything through the little scanner dealie, then walk through the metal detector. Then we had to do the stand in the little feet thing, then sit down so we could have our feet scanned. They went through our carry-ons with a fine tooth comb, and had a problem with James' hygiene kit- the nose hair trimmer had some sharp edges! Luckily the points were rounded, so we got off with a warning.

None of this would have been so bad if we weren't running late. I guess once you've checked in, they can't take off if some of the passengers are held up by security, because when we ran up to the gate, they guy said, "James and Alexandra?" and grabbed our boarding passes and shooed us onboard. We were the last ones in, and I swear, the minute we were strapped in they started taxiing away.

So that's my story. I guess being pregnant, they were suspicious that maybe I had a bomb hidden in there. That or they were trying to prove that they don't profile.