flying out the other day and having gone through security check a little early had nothing else to do before boarding the flight but sit on the comfortable chairs provided by the airport authorities and watch others going through their check. I found various kinds of people coming through Security Check:
The Flapper: This gentleman came through first with his arms down, then on seeing security personal flapped his arms up, then flapped them down, after misjudging the distance, then flapped them up again on reaching the platform, then flapped them after the officer had checked his arms. The number of times he flapped away made me wonder why he just didn’t flap his way to his destination, instead of wasting hard earned money on plane ticket.
The Take-Off Passenger: He walked into security check with his arms, perpendicular to chest, and kept them straight out even after security had checked his pockets, his wallet, his shoes and even his socks. I knew he was waiting for air traffic controller to radio him to start zooming up the runway; I strained to hear the roar of engines, the straining of ailerons and positioning of rudder as he whizzed past me, past police at the door, onto runway and zipping, clipping full throttle for take- off!
Dr Jekyll and Mrs Hyde: Then came Mrs Hyde: She scowled at copassengers, she scowled at the passenger in front who was taking a trifle too long, and then suddenly as her turn came to be checked, Dr Jekyll took over as her face broke out into the most beautiful smile I’d ever seen.
She smiled at the beep- beep doorpost, which beeped thirteen to the dozen as she passed through then gave the loveliest smile to the lady who was going to check her. She smiled as her arms were touched, smiled even more as her legs were patted and then scowled as the lady officer said her handbag had to be checked. That was the quickest smile to frown change I’d seen; quite a Jekyll and Hide transformation. Busy Businessman: The busy businessman who came in next had me all attentive: He rushed in with his eyes already on the flight, already on destination, his eyes on customer, his ears already hearing business talk and his nose already smelling dollars, rupees and pounds sterling. He raised hands, legs, anything the security told him to raise, his mind not here, his eyes distant and far away. The man at the counter stamped his boarding pass and I knew he didn’t need no card for boarding, he’d already reached the other end.
I was just about to observe the next person when I felt a tap on my shoulder, “We have been observing you sir!” “What have I done?” I asked frightened. “Will you come with us to the detention room! You keep observing our security check to see how you can beat security next time isn’t it? You are a future hijacker!”
“Noooo!” I shouted as I was dragged away for interrogation. “Now mister will you please tell us what you were doing?” —Email:firstname.lastname@example.org