Seurity!" I yelled. "I'm being harassed!"
Security officers swarm around me and one orders me to step inside the small office area.
"What's the problem here?" the man behind the desk asks the TSA officer.
"She's harassing me, and I feel that I'm being discriminated against because of my intelligence level," I say.
The man looks at me. "What?"
"This woman attempted to engage me in idiotic conversation and I'm psychologically incapable of reacting in a positive way to such foolishness and we had an altercation after she threatened to throw away my ChapStick.
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