I think I look llike a terrorist. I am frisked on average twice each time I pass through the airport. I don’t understand why we are made to queue for 2 - 4 hours in this ridiculous new Alcatraz security system. Then, as we board the plane, I am frisked and my stuff is searched again!
Lady in the illuminous security vest, do you really think I purchased plastic explosives from Dixons on my way through? Or perhaps I bought exploding cufflinks from Links? Whatever!
Perhaps it was my intimidating long flowing black luxuriously warm coat, which makes me look like the evil witch from Chronilces of Narnia? Yes quite possibly. This woman holds evil powers and must be frisked one more time incase she has a wand up her arse.
Whatever next, people will just randomly walk up to me and start frisking me. The only way to overcome this would be to walk around naked and it’s far too cold for nudity this time of year.
Ok one more thing, what are the curtains all about which separates cattle class from the business class? Do they think us peasants in cattle class are going to sit there and gawp at the business class people and beg for their leftovers? Btw, they get little table clothes on their stowaway tables! Gosh, well if they are paying a few thousand pounds more, I’d sure as hell expect a bit more than a table cloth.
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