Condition: Retarded continues
This post is after two glasses of red wine to calm down.
Enter Logan E checkpoint. Podium dude barks, "anything to declare?" I zip open my bag and display 4 oz of contact lens sol'n and a quart ziploc (not generic brand) bag of toiletries. He waves me through.

Proceed to WTMD. Have my baggie out, everything else back in bag. The guy who processes the bags smiles and says, "you listen!" I'm feelin good.

"Bag check!"

Back he comes, opens my bag and out comes the contact lens sol'n.
Him: "This can't go."
Me: "But I declared it and it's allowed on the form."
Him: "No, under 3 ozs only."
Me: "Supervisor."
Supervisor 1 (no badge visible) comes over: Sir that sol'n must be checked or discarded.
Me: You're not following the rules. Here the are.
<I produce the TSA guidelines printed today, highlighted>
Him: I'm not reading them.
Me: Supervisor!
Supervisor 2. Thomas: These can't go.
Me: Show me where it says that.
<he reads document. Asks about date they were printed, then says>: This is contact solution, not eye drops
Me: It's saline, for God sakes.
Sup 2: Calm down sir.
Me: You're wrong and you know it.
Sup 2: Maybe you're wrong <sees me glance at his badge> That's right, write it down, but this doesn't fly with you today.

I'm on hold right now with TSA. 14 minutes hold time