Thursday, July 15, 2010

TSA and all that nonsense

OK so let me just unload on TSA for a moment.

TSA stands for Thousands Standing Around.

I just dont understand it. There are always 20 people standing around looking like they are not doing shit. When they finally do have stuff to do, like actually doing a bag check... there is not a TSA person in site to do it. I mean, shit, you should jump at the chance to do something for a fucking change.

I have gone through about 100 TSA check points in the last month, and its always the same. One lady, obviously the supervisor, walks over to the bag scanner and says, "hey Suzie, its your turn for break." Then the supervisor walks away and Suzie stops scanning waiting for her relief. Hello Suzie my bad is stuck under the conveyor belt and I need to get to my plane. So i just want to scream and say, "Hey dumb ass, you are the most hated job occupation in America. I hate you, I need my bag, and maybe you should learn to walk and chew gum at the same time."

I mean lets get real... They let the underwear bomber get through, but stop a Grandma because she has her preparation H ointment. Oh and don't get me started on "their" "breach of security"... really a breach in a different terminal on the opposite side of the airport and we have to stop and wait? I mean it was already an ordeal to stand in line, let alone to find out it was only a drill. Shish!

Oh yeah for some of you, you know I already worked on the ramp. Well, they took my peanut butter and jelly sandwich, because I couldn't have liquids. I mean my grape jelly is a liquid.
But it is totally ok for a passenger to bring in a whole zip lock bag full of mini liquor bottles, and get bombed on the airplane. Not ok with the airline flight attendants, totally against the law, but totally OK with your guidelines. Nonsense, just nonsense.

Hey one last thing, I mean I can go on and on about TSA, but I have to draw the line somewhere... Go on a diet. Get your fat butt into a gym.

Oh and if you still had reservations about them or their job, check this out. They get to park in the terminal. Yes you heard, terminal parking. Meaning they have their own floor in all the terminals that they can park in. While the rest of us are taking a 30 minute airport bus into the terminal. I really am not joking about the 30 minute ride either. It takes me 10 min or less to get to the airport from my house and triple the time to take the half a mile into the terminal from the parking lot.
Call me bitter its ok. At least I have a cool job.

Thursday, July 1, 2010

hmmm...its been awhile

Wow only two followers! Ha, I know people have read it, but they just haven't signed up! I just got back from a ten day trip and so very glad to be home. Home here in San Diego. Yesterday I went to the beach and looked for apartments. I found one,that ironically fits our couch (kinda, we turned in our paperwork today so hopefully everything gets approved and we can move into our own little place in Carlsbad Village the first of next month! Tomorrow is Friday and I plan on staying in watching two world cup soccer games, and then maybe a little visit with the kids, before I make dinner at home. Saturday is a big day, we have a garage sale to attend, and soccer to watch, bags to be packed for my trip on Sunday. Hope all is well with everyone and hope to see/talk everyone soon.

oxox