When my family and I were in the airport, heading home from a Christmas vacation, my husband and I were directed to different security lines due to his frequent flyer status. He and our son were routed through the express security line, while our third-grade daughter and I stayed in the regular line.
When we placed our bags on the conveyor belt, the man in front of us suddenly turned around. Visibly incensed, he threw our luggage on the floor.
I said nothing. Having no idea what the problem was, I thought it best to give the man more space, and we waited for him to advance several feet before redepositing our items on the belt.