Earlier today, I found myself in the Boston airport yet again, this time to return to New York early as my health is not all that wonderful. As I removed my jacket, scarf, shoes, hat, gloves, etc. in the security line, I was notified that I had been "selected by the airline" for a full security screening. The joy.
I stepped aside as my belongings and I were screened for explosives, in a somewhat personal manner I might add. The man next to me, another unfortunate screenee, sighed and mentioned that he had just purchased his plane ticket. I began to reflect upon my own status and what might have been the red flag that landed me in a very compromising position. I first thought that it might have been my last minute change in travel plans...
..but then the answer came to me - I was wearing a beret.
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