[dropcap]T[/dropcap]his tip starts at your no longer friendly big-ass city airport zoo at the “lineup.” To get through the TSA lines so you can make it to Alaska from Dallas to fish for king salmon or from Seattle to Miami and a short hop to the Bahamas for a bone treat, you need to be cognizant of the following. It will help.
Holiday travel at any airport. Wait, lines, wait, lines, wait . . .
Airline travel, no matter what commercial airline you choose today, with the total exception of Branson’s Virgin Atlantic, is a lesson in how untrained sheepherders: TSA agents, airline agents, and the airport layout itself systematically herd untrainable sheep into pens too small for their bodies so they can be fed water and peanuts while they attempt to distract themselves with digital paraphernalia, pharmacologically anesthetize themselves, drink too much or go bonkers.
COUNT YOUR TSA AGENTS / by Peter Greenberg / FORTUNE MAGAZINE
You’re about to go through the security check, and you choose the shortest line, right? Not so fast. I look to see how many TSA agents are watching that computer screen by the conveyor belt. If there’s just one agent there, I don’t care how long the line is, I pick that line. Why? If there are two agents watching that screen, it means they are training one of them, and that means every bag gets stopped and scanned, and the line doesn’t move.
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