Sometimes, a bit of authority is a dangerous thing. I reference my experience in the security line at SRQ last week. My carry-on tote held a shadow-box custom piece of artwork, my cell phone with charger, and two plastic oblong tubes of dip-the-wand bowling bubbles.
Once out of the body scanner, I was ordered to stand with my arms out ... without explanation. A pat down ensued, ending with, "You're clear."
I would much rather have preferred, "Sorry, ma'am. Enjoy your flight."
Turning to retrieve my tote, the scanning agent was scrutinizing it on screen. I said "Excuse me. But that's a piece of artwork. And very fragile." I was ignored.
Scan Man then motions to Agent 2 to join him. Agent 2 asks, "Is this your bin?" I explained I had already said so, and please be careful, because it was fragile.
"Well, it's going to be inspected, and don't touch anything once it comes out of the scanner." When Agent 2 began rough handling the tote, I instinctively put my hand on it.
"Keep your hands off!" she bellowed.
Enter Agent 3 on scene, who donned gloves to remove the items. She pulled out the two plastic oblong tubes of bubbles, which were still product packaged and sealed, then showed them to Agent 4. Agent 4 rules they are illegal because "together they are one ounce over the limit." But they were two separate, 2-ounce items.
Agent 3 adds, "If you want these, put them in your checked luggage." When I asked how that feat would be accomplished, she answered, "Go downstairs and find your suitcase."
If the SRQ workers I encountered want to be all consumed about checking things ... it should be their attitude.