The TSA’s revised full body pat down procedure has been in place for a couple of weeks now, so I’ve had the pleasure of “experiencing” it a few times. There’s nothing too awful about it, though this morning I felt like I owed the guy patting me down a tip. It took him seven (!!!!) minutes to perform the full body pat down. I timed it. He checked my collar six times, and told me every step of the way what he was doing.
He was an older guy and it seemed as if he had forgotten what parts of my body he patted down, so he did everything twice for good measure. I felt bad for him, because he was out of breath and perspiring by the end of it.
Based on his “narration,” though, it seemed like he’s supposed to inspect my collar six times from all angles as part of the pat down. I have a feeling that’s more his interpretation than policy, but he did check my collar six times. So that’s definitely my last time flying with a collared shirt. I guess the TSA is now waging a war against class. 😉