People seem to love to make jokes at the expense of airport security. Airport security is to travelling, as hospital food is to hospital stays. They're the easy target to pick on. If you don't tell your tale about how annoying customs was, did you even really travel?
I've done a decent amount of travel in the last while -more than a hundred flights in the year and a bit since I started keeping count. In fact, as I type this, I'm sitting at the airport waiting for number 103.
Roughly two-thirds of these flights, including this one I'm about to board, have been international, so I've done my fair share of pat downs and random swabbing. Actually, I suspect that being a 20-year-old guy who travels so often and lists his occupation as 'public speaker' has thrown up a big red flashing light in that room with the one-way glass, because I can't remember the last time I wasn't 'randomly' selected for additional screening. That included 20 minutes ago, funnily enough.
Just a few weeks back, unbeknown to me my bag was refused loading on to my plane due to a security alert, and didn't arrive until 2 days later. My theory is someone might have been suspicious why I was catching my fourth transtasman flight in a week, and I'm guessing the contents might have had a thorough checking over by the time they got to me.
My point is that I've got a bit to gripe about when it comes to going through airport security, if I so wished. But I don't wish to. Instead, I've got nothing but the highest regards and compliments for our airport security. I'd rather give them a big thanks, and so should you, for a few reasons.