Make me wanna holla and feel-up with both of my hands

The whole thing was over in a matter of minutes and was a completely professional experience.
Or it was, until a male TSA agent walked behind us and hollered: "Hey, I thought she was mine! I was gonna do her!" -- Amy Sullivan

Well this is living! Marvin Gaye who sung about intercity Blues had no idea that we’d all be receiving sexual healing inside our near-the-city airports. Who among us wakes up every morning and after the morning rituals of hygiene and breakfast bolts out of the door to work where hundreds of women are lined up before you? And your job is either to scan anatomically correct female images all day or to glide your lecherous fingers up and down the nether and frontal regions of the female body?

Not your job description? Well one might think it is the job description of some employed with the TSA.

Although countless stories have been reported on the TSA’s “work” to keep America’s air travel safe, there always remains an undertone that some TSA agents‘ benefits packages just might extend beyond healthcare and retirement.

Case in point, Amy Sullivan reports an instance in which she felt uncomfortable about being one TSA agent’s e-scanner centerfold du jour. So she opted out of the full body scan and was reassigned to the full body pat down “safety procedure.” (see story)

After receiving her examination from a female TSA agent a male agent, obviously disappointed, walked by and hollered, aloud so everyone could hear, that someone had taken something that belonged to him.

Yes someone else patted down Amy when he thought that he was going to be the one to “protect Americans from terrorists.”

Me thinks this agent enjoys his job a little too much. And he should be reassigned to the all male pat down line immediately! Or he could be fired and be made to find a real job.

I’m not so certain though, to what his employment skill set would transfer to. Perhaps a job in a meat market…it’s just a thought!

What I am certain about is Amy’s situation probably happens hundreds of times a day in airports all around the country, done in a more discreet manner to be sure.

Knowing that this is the case leads me to borrow yet again from Marvin Gaye to say... When I get that feeling I think TSA.