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Honestly I Wasn't Asked For My Papers

My parents and grandparents have been out of town for the last few days to celebrate my cousin's wedding. I duly agreed to house (and dog) sit for my relatives while they were gone, and part of that agreement included picking up my grandparents from the airport tonight, a few nights ahead of my parents, who will be in Florida for a few days in addition to the original wedding schedule.

I showed up at the "greet the arrivals" portion of Salt Lake International tonight and more or less minded my own, waiting for my moms' folks to arrive. Not long after I established a post in the "see the arrivals" section of the lower half of the terminal, a TSA "cop" in full uniform sidled up next to me and proceeded to ask me a few "friendly" questions.

I am not in any way saying that this is standard TSA procedure. I just look at this as a profoundly creepy snapshot of how TSA cops operate in Utah, based on my (admittedly) anecodtal experience, and the fact that these jackassese probably owe Samuel Beckett some royalties:

TSA Cop: "You're obviously here to see somebody."

Me: "Yeah, my Grandparents are coming in on Delta 1239."

TSA Cop: "Grandparents, huh? Where do they live?"

Me: "Salt Lake City."

TSA Cop: "And where do *you* live?"

Me: "Salt Lake City."

TSA Cop: "And where are you from originally?"

It just gets weirder from there.

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