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Post by bigorangebeaver on Jun 7, 2017 18:16:42 GMT -8
Stadium security and concert security are cut from the same cloth as your friendly neighborhood TSA employee. GREAT... you just had to toss in TSA employees!!!! I have (6) legs to fly over the next 10-12 days! And the ease of qualifying for TSA pre-check doesn't help... ARGH My Beaver-related TSA horror story: A couple of years ago, I was on my way to sunny Mexico via PDX. I was wearing a Beaver baseball cap. The TSA minion, a large framed 6' 1" woman, told me "This is the Duck line, and if you want to go through you have to quack." No joke--she was serious about this. I said I am not going to do it. She repeated her demand that I quack to gain passage, and again I refused. At this point, I made a move to go through the gate, and she blocked my path! Un-effin-believable! I finally pushed past her, and sought a supervisor to complain. I noted that this was an outrage--that she was serious about this. I do not know the outcome of this, but it has colored my dealings with TSA and other officious security types. |
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Post by eugenedave on Jun 7, 2017 18:58:04 GMT -8
GREAT... you just had to toss in TSA employees!!!! I have (6) legs to fly over the next 10-12 days! And the ease of qualifying for TSA pre-check doesn't help... ARGH My Beaver-related TSA horror story: A couple of years ago, I was on my way to sunny Mexico via PDX. I was wearing a Beaver baseball cap. The TSA minion, a large framed 6' 1" woman, told me "This is the Duck line, and if you want to go through you have to quack." No joke--she was serious about this. I said I am not going to do it. She repeated her demand that I quack to gain passage, and again I refused. At this point, I made a move to go through the gate, and she blocked my path! Un-effin-believable! I finally pushed past her, and sought a supervisor to complain. I noted that this was an outrage--that she was serious about this. I do not know the outcome of this, but it has colored my dealings with TSA and other officious security types. What the hell is it with duck fans? They are the most insecure and obnoxious fans I have ever met. Several years ago I was standing on the south rim of the Grand Canyon. I was in Arizona for the early spring Beaver baseball games. Decked out in orange and black, but quietly admiring the incredible and awe inspiring scenery. I was startled by someone yelling "GO ducks". This guy in yellow and green walks past, and said it again. I ignored him. He then asked if I had heard him. I said yes, but that I was thinking. He asked me what I was thinking. I told him I was wondering if anyone would notice if I tossed his ass over the edge of the cliff. That shut him up. |
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Post by wilkyisdashiznit on Jun 7, 2017 23:19:44 GMT -8
My Beaver-related TSA horror story: A couple of years ago, I was on my way to sunny Mexico via PDX. I was wearing a Beaver baseball cap. The TSA minion, a large framed 6' 1" woman, told me "This is the Duck line, and if you want to go through you have to quack." No joke--she was serious about this. I said I am not going to do it. She repeated her demand that I quack to gain passage, and again I refused. At this point, I made a move to go through the gate, and she blocked my path! Un-effin-believable! I finally pushed past her, and sought a supervisor to complain. I noted that this was an outrage--that she was serious about this. I do not know the outcome of this, but it has colored my dealings with TSA and other officious security types. What the hell is it with duck fans? They are the most insecure and obnoxious fans I have ever met. Several years ago I was standing on the south rim of the Grand Canyon. I was in Arizona for the early spring Beaver baseball games. Decked out in orange and black, but quietly admiring the incredible and awe inspiring scenery. I was startled by someone yelling "GO ducks". This guy in yellow and green walks past, and said it again. I ignored him. He then asked if I had heard him. I said yes, but that I was thinking. He asked me what I was thinking. I told him I was wondering if anyone would notice if I tossed his ass over the edge of the cliff. That shut him up. Me, my brother, and my brother-in-law are entering Camp Randall in 2011, talking to several reasonable and kindly Wisconsin fans. One Duck fan is riding his bike on the grass by himself. (That fact raises a bunch of questions on its own.) The Duck fan spots us three in a sea of red, crashes his bike, abandons it, and walks several dozen yards to try and tack smack about Oregon State and Sacramento State. He then walks back to his bike and rides off. |
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Post by bucktoothvarmit on Jun 8, 2017 4:29:04 GMT -8
My daughter, OSU (08) had a great stfu for a duck fan who accosted her in a shopping mall.
She explained that when the Beavers get into national championship games, they actually WIN the damned things!
Go Beavs!!
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Post by gnawitall on Jun 8, 2017 6:15:40 GMT -8
I went to the civil war game when DA was qb. I was with a friend who has duck season tix. We lost 28-20 I believe. Any who, I was wearing my OSU cool stitched together letters hat and as I'm walking to my seat some fan looks at me and says 'baseball?'. I looked back and said, 'you don't even have a team.'
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