I really didn’t think it was a very good practical joke when I walked into the airport and they patted me down.
I was not just embarrassed to be individualized like this, but I had just got off a plane with bad air conditioning and I was sweating profusely.
I was really upset when the TSA pointed to me and told me to come forward. He motioned for me to put my luggage onto the conveyor belt as he pulled out his wand. The wand kept beeping and I had nothing more to take out of my pockets. Even though the air conditioning was working well, my nerves had me sweating like crazy. My clothing were damp and I could feel them tightening on my body as they were pressed against my skin. The only thing that kept me rational was having the damp clothing to work like air conditioning. I kept looking at the TSA as if to ask when he would be done, but he wouldn’t look me in the eye. I was ready to scream by the time he was done. I was asked to step into one of the rooms and I was told to strip down to my underwear. The air conditioning was so cold inside that I was shivering as I removed my damp clothing. I could hear some laughter and I looked over to see my wife standing in the corner. She had been out of the country for six months and this was her way of surprising me. I didn’t care if the air conditioning was freezing or the heating was broiling hot. This was the best birthday present I had ever been given.