When my boyfriend and I left Oakland to go to Vegas, were were told that they had to pat us down. My boyfriend was checked with a wand, and I was pat down through my back and legs. That was just the beginning. We left Las Vegas to come back home amd we wer victimized again. I made it through the check point wearing shorts and a t shirt to make things wasier. They patted me down again stating that I had something suspicious. I was patted down in front of the other passengers that were in line. The worst of it was my boyfriend. He took off his belt and emptied his pockets. His shorts were a little too big for him so of course with a belt on, his shorts were falling off. They did an extrmemly invasive pat down that included his shorts falling off of him in front of other passengers. I came over to rescue him and hold his shorts up. The TSA guy was patting him down every inch of his body including rubbing his hands in my boyfriend’s crotch. I had his wallet in my hand, and the TSA guy snatched it out of my hand and was digging through the wallet. Then I got home, and find out that the TSA rummaged though my suitcase. I told my boyfriend we will be riving on our trips. It’s not worth being humiliated at the airport.
By: Christine Longmuir