I was in Minneapolis last week. On the way home on Thursday night I went through one of the new body scanners. It wasn't my first time through the body scanner, but to date it was my most memorable experience.
I walked through the scanner and this thing started making all kinds of racket...
beep, beep, beep...
There were two TSA agents at the gate -- a grey haired white guy and a late 20- something, overweight Asian woman.
The TSA agents were staring... not at me, but at something behind me...
I turned around...
There was a silhouette of a man.
Down silhouette's right leg, right at the head of where I like to wear my.... ahem... there was this big flashing yellow square...
We've heard a lot of stories about perverted TSA agents who are anxious to ensure that every part of one's body is not a treat to airline safety... These two were not among them.
They stared at the screen... for a long time... They looked absolutely stunned.
Then they huddled and talked, for way too long...
Here's the crazy imagination that I had... if they are going to touch my junk, I want it to be the heavy Asian woman, not the grey-haired white guy... Seriously... Yes, it was crazy.... But, I'm a guy... Please don't blame me...
Finally, they decided that I need to go back through the scanner (and get more radiation).
When I got back into the scanner, they told me to pull my pants up as tight as I can... Not sure why this helps...
On my second time through, I passed the inspection.
They looked very relieved....
Me as well...
Yahoo...
