One morning at SFO, I was waiting for my pat down, as requested.. The scanner was bogged down with an individual who was continually having to remove jewelry, a watch, a belt, etc as he was re-scanned and re-scanned.

I didn't notice it at first, but a line of individuals (mostly adults) started to form behind me very far away from the scanner. It grew to over a dozen people and it was as if they were just trying to find a place to belong while waiting for their turn.

After getting over my initial shock of the lemming behavior, I noticed the TSA worker frantically waving at me to lead the line through the metal detector.

It was a nice moment to 1) escape a pat down AND a scanner, and 2) in a figurative sense, lead these individuals through a less privacy-invasive screening. But, I was just saddened by how outnumbered I am by people readily willing to give up their rights to privacy.