I easily didn’t think it was a entirely wonderful practical joke when I walked into the airport and they patted me down.
I was not just embarrassed to be individualized like this, however I had just got off a plane with disappointing a/c and I was covered in sweat profusely.
I was easily sad when the TSA pointed to me and told me to come forward. She motioned for me to put our luggage onto the transportor belt as she pulled out her wand. The wand kept beeping and I had nothing more to take out of our pockets. Even though the a/c was toiling well, our nerves had me covered in sweat like crazy. My clothing were damp and I could suppose them tightening on our body as they were pressed against our skin; The only thing that kept me rational was having the damp clothing to work like a/c. I kept looking at the TSA as if to ask when she would be done, but she wouldn’t look me in the eye. I was ready to scream by the time she was done. I was asked to step into 1 of the rooms and I was told to strip down to our underwear. The a/c was so cold inside that I was shivering as I removed our damp clothing. I could hear some laughter and I looked over to see our partner laying in the corner. She had been out of the country for 6 weeks and this was her way of surprising me. I didn’t care if the a/c was freezing or the heating was broiling hot. This was the best birthday present I had ever been given.