I have one for you.
I had to fly to another state to have my court hearing for my name change (don't ask).
As I was standing in the beginning of the security line at the airport (where you have to show ID to move on to the physical check of you and you carry on items) with a lot of people behind me, the TSA officer took my driver's license and my plane ticket. Studied it then looked back up at me and said "who is this - you are not a male Miss? Well with all the people behind me, I leaned forward and said in a very soft voice, "it's me." Then I handed him my pre-trial court documents and my "carry letter" from my doctor.
He looked at them then said. Just a minute ma'am. He then called over another TSA officer who also looked at everything and kept looking at me. Then they called the supervisor over and gave him all of my documents. Now three of them are standing there. And out of nowhere a forth officer comes over to see that the issue was.
In the mean time, the line behind me was getting longer and people were getting frustrated and of course wondering what the heck was going on. And who was I?
The supervisor, handed me back the documents, and said, "thank you ma'am " and leaned forward and told the original officer "it's OK let her through" and the first officer asked, "are you sure?" The supervised responded with a simple yes.
So now everyone behind me are really staring at me. I move forward and by this time all the people who were in front of me had already been screened. So here I come all by myself up to the security machine and sure enough, the alarm goes off. They had me go back out and remove my belt which I did. The alarm went off a second time and I was asked to step back out. I had large earrings on the the officer ask me to remove my earrings and rings. Which I did, I went threw the third time, and YEP the alarm goes off again.
This time the officer asked me to step around the screening machine and and to stand on the two footprints on the floor. Then he hollowed, I need a female check.
Well here comes this female TSA officer who should have been a linebacker on one of the pro teams. She explained what she was going to do (and mind you my breast were fairly large and I was wearing a casual female top that showed a lot of cleavage.
I had to stand there with my arms stretched out while all the passengers who were behind me at the first check point were staring at me. The female TSA officer told me she was going to inspect my breast area with the backside of her palms and showed me exactly what she was going to do about 6" away from me. I said OK, and sure enough I had my first breast pat down. Then she checked med from the waist up.
Next she explained that she was going to check between my legs with the back of her hands. I said OK (while praying to the good Lord that she not find my junk - thank goodness I was tucked really good) and she proceeded to check both of my legs and my inner thighs up to my crotch. She then took swaps from my shoes and tested them in the machine that checks for explosives.
She told me I could put my arms down and she handed me my shoes that were originally in a tray and said simply, "Thank you ma'am."
Well yes it is true that I wondered on the entire flight if any of the passengers had been behind me and watching me very carefully that I did not do anything suspicious.
End of story (yes, I had my court date and yes I got everything I wanted).
