I'll second the apology. Couple weeks ago, I'm working an international flight turn, and the fourth time I walk by a bunch of those nitwits screwing around with their ETD scanner, they pull me aside for a hand swab. Machine lights up, and I have to wait for a supervisor to arrive at the gate to pat me down. By now, all I have on me is the fuel slip for the PIC, and the flight is boarding.
F'in muppets. One of the existential questions I'd love to have answered is-where did they find all these people? There's a village somewhere missing all their idiots.