It sounds like the young heavyset girl with the bun in her hair that my husband had to deal with last fall. She went through my husband's briefcase soooo slowly asking him what each item was. She looked like she would kill her own mother. They tried to say that because we were on the golf course the day before, that his briefcase was alarming. Huh? Why would his briefcase alarm and not the shoes he wore on the course, which were in his carryon? Typical LIH TSA!! We won't be going back there for a long time.