KSL has an optimistic story tonight about a new screening process that is supposed to make the security process at the Salt Lake City airport less horrible. Having experienced the "new process" this very morning, I'll offer a few observations:
1) 100% of the people went to the shortest line. Granted, it was hard to see the signs, considering that the line extended halfway back to the parking garage. Silly me, thinking that checking in and getting into the security line a whole hour before my flight might avoid having to run at full speed for the gate just as it closed.
2) "Experienced," "families," and "traveling light" categories don't mean much if the luggage examiner is too busy chatting to actually examine the luggage. As we mere passengers stood there watching other lines flow by, our guy apparently had some interesting story to tell, as one coworker after another came over to hear the juicy tale. Heck, if you're going to hold up an entire line to bond with your buddies, you could at least share the story with the people you're inconveniencing. Since you didn't, I decided to guess what it might be, based on all available information. Unfortunately, my guess was obscenity laden and cannot be reprinted here. Suffice it to say that it involved a long-buried family secret and a surprised bride.