My expectations were low to begin with. I wasn't expecting fireworks or applause, but some sort of fanfare would have been nice. The full body scans have been a hot topic of late so I suffered a bit of a let down on my flight from Philadelphia to Orlando. No "Mr. Thomas! I see someone is still in beach bikini shape." High fives? Nope. Not even an intrigued eyebrow raise.
Maybe I should've been asked to be patted down? I didn't do 36 sit-ups in the handicap stall to have my abs go unnoticed by TSA. I mean it was either the washboard stomach or offering them two tickets to the gun show. Which they would happily trade me for two tickets to the jail show.
Full Body Scan, check.
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My boss tried to get an amendment passed against them a year ago, and there was no interest... funny now there is!
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