And of course I was the random check right at the boarding gate. So much fun getting groped (worst part, I hate it when people touch me/flinch when people even tap me on the shoulder, so this was literally torturous) and having your bags opened up in front of everyone in line waiting to get on the plane. So much fun, that is. Because the short chubby brown girl looks like such a threat. Can’t you do this shit at security, where everyone’s going through it?
It’s been 24 hours and I’m still pissed off, because if it’s not me, it’s one of my parents. I think we’ve only made it through the airport twice without getting stopped for a random check. Random my ass.