Some good entries for this year’s Wrong-Way Corrigan award: our own captain of this airship of fools. Still, hard to compete with last year’s winner from SkyPrincess:

I consider myself lucky that my embarrassing moment didn’t get me arrested.
Returning home last month after my Grandmother’s 100th birthday party, I got jammed up at MHT security. I was wearing a zip up sweater that the screener insisted must be removed so that it could be X-rayed. I politely explained that I wasn’t wearing anything underneath except a mock turtleneck (material that covers one’s neck but stops just below the neckline) and my undergarments. The screener continued to insist that I remove my “outerwear”. The screener summoned the police who agreed that my “outerwear” must be removed. Finally, frustration trumped good sense and I pulled the stupid sweater off and tossed it to the screener running the X-ray machine. I’ve never seen TSA screeners move so fast.