Sometimes, the agent will assume I prefer to be searched by a female agent; sometimes, a male. Occasionally, they ask for my preference. Unfortunately, “neither” is an honest but unacceptable response. Today, I’m particularly unlucky: a nearby male-presenting agent, observing the interaction, loudly states “I’ll do it!.d-undefined, .lh-undefined { background-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.2) !important; }1Muhammad Khurram” and strides over to me. I say, “Aren’t you going to ask me what I prefer?” He pauses, then begins to move toward me again, but the female-presenting agent who is operating the scanner stops him. She asks me what I prefer. Now I’m standing in public, flanked by two TSA agents, with a line of curious travelers watching the whole interaction. Ultimately, the male-presenting agent backs off and the female-presenting agent searches me, making a face as if she’s as uncomfortable as I am, and I’m cleared to continue on to my gate.
I was fascinated to realize how uncomfortable I was reading through this person's story. It has to go without saying that this is as close as I can get to understanding the discomfort - and apparently the regular discomfort and feeling of unbelonging that minorities will experience when going through systems. I think it's through stories like these I really understand the unwieldy power that designers have when it comes to the things we create