TSA are like New Yorkers
There's that stereotype that New Yorkers are rude. I have yet to meet a rude New Yorker. I find the people I know from NY to be DIRECT and interested. There is a difference. If a tourist is waiting in line at a deli in Manhattan and gets to the counter with 20 other people behind them and then proceeds to hem and haw about what kind of sandwich to order, THAT is rude. And, the busy deli worker has every right to go on to the next customer and move on with their work.
Also, I like direct people. Tell me where my order is at, or if it will be delayed, or just where I stand and then I can organize my life or work. The "adults" who play games, or sugar coat, or attempt thinly veiled manipulation, or whatever...those folks really don't help one's busy, complicated existence in this world, and even infringe on one's life sometimes.
In the TSA lines at the airport...they are processing people. There are signs everywhere directing one how to proceed and yet, people still get to the front of the line and then fail follow the process. It's very simple. It's very direct. If you can read, you can follow the process. And, you're not a special snowflake in the aforementioned scenarios.
Whether on a congested/highly populated island or in crowded airport...the necessary processes are very similar.
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I've eaten fish for Every Single Meal while in Seattle. I hope I don't get mercury overload. Some guy on the street started an unsolicited conversation with me as I was walking back from Starbucks early yesterday morning. He asked me if I "needed some company" as I approached my hotel. Thank God I was right in front of my hotel. ICK.
Also, I like direct people. Tell me where my order is at, or if it will be delayed, or just where I stand and then I can organize my life or work. The "adults" who play games, or sugar coat, or attempt thinly veiled manipulation, or whatever...those folks really don't help one's busy, complicated existence in this world, and even infringe on one's life sometimes.
In the TSA lines at the airport...they are processing people. There are signs everywhere directing one how to proceed and yet, people still get to the front of the line and then fail follow the process. It's very simple. It's very direct. If you can read, you can follow the process. And, you're not a special snowflake in the aforementioned scenarios.
Whether on a congested/highly populated island or in crowded airport...the necessary processes are very similar.
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I've eaten fish for Every Single Meal while in Seattle. I hope I don't get mercury overload. Some guy on the street started an unsolicited conversation with me as I was walking back from Starbucks early yesterday morning. He asked me if I "needed some company" as I approached my hotel. Thank God I was right in front of my hotel. ICK.