So there I was, headed through the security (ha!) line at Dulles, when I overheard a curious conversation between the TSA screeners.
“…and while I was getting the knife, he threw the ID to the other side. That’s how they got me.”
“For me, it was after lunch one day, I wasn’t paying attention… that’s how they got me?”
“You see what you have to look forward to, newbie?”
It took me a moment to realize that they were describing the last time TSA screening testers had come through- the people who figure out whether a particular cadre of TSA personnel are at all likely to notice a weapon coming through the screening area- apparently it’s a lot easier to get past TSA security after lunch. If you have food coma, the terr’rists win!
I feel safer, don’t you?
This post appeared in its original form at DC Metblogs