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Wild Tales of airport security
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I saw my surgeon Monday, and he said I could go home on the airplane. So we headed off for the San Francisco Airport.
Airport security pounced on me because I didn't take off my sandals before going through the metal detector. (I admit I was had taken my prescription vicodin, and therefore it didn't occur to me to take off my shoes.) The TSA agent made a sarcastic remark about it being too much trouble to take off my shoes. I asked him if he would help me. (It does hurt to bend over.) He refused and told me to stand in the glass enclosed area.
After a few minutes, I said "Excuse me, I've just had major surgery and can't stand here for very long." He called a woman to escort me to another area. She barked at me to take off my shoes. I asked her to help me, but she just kept barking at me. I tried to sit down but she barked even louder. My husband saw what was happening and came over to try to help. She was actually swinging something at him and came close to hitting him and told him to get out.
Once I managed to get my shoes off, she made me stand there like an obedient dog and put one arm up or leg forward at a time while I was wanded. After that - and in spite of the fact that I told her several times I has just had major surgery and begged her to be careful - she patted me down - including several not very soft touches in the area of my incisions. When she was done, she just walked off.
I was shocked by this callous behavior. I was chosen for this experience simply because I forgot to take off my sandals before going through the metal detector. I was a total power trip on the part of the San Francisco TSA. Shame, shame, on them for the way they treated me after major surgery.
In case you are wondering, I was born in America, have blond hair and blue eyes, have always paid my taxes, had never had anything worse than a speeding ticket, and have no radical political or religious beliefs. I have always had pleasant experiences with the TSA in the past. There are a couple of REALLY BAD APPLES at the San Francisco Airport. I'm going to call my congressman's office and find out how to complain. If this has happened to me it is happening to other vulnerable people. :glare:
Thank God the flight home was just a little over an hour.