TSA Spills A Passenger's Mother's Ashes All Over His Suitcase And Only Leaves A Note

Man, what a tragic situation. You’re just trying to get your mother’s ashes back to your house or wherever their final resting place is going to be. It’s been a long trip. Hell, your mom just died. That’s always a tough thing to go through.

You open your bag to see ashes all over the fucking place. What do you do in that situation? You scoop them up? You get a little shoe brush or something to scoop them? Do you shake out your clothes to get as much of the ashes out as possible? Do you throw away the clothes? It’s your mother’s ashes, not kitty litter. You cant just throw it all away.

One thing is for certain, you tweet the everloving shit out of the TSA and give them a piece of your mind. The problem with tweeting at TSA with a complaint is that those complaints largely fall on deaf ears. They get nastygrams all damn day. They don’t care about your mother’s ashes. Hell, they’ll probably tell you to take your mother’s ashes and the urn, shine that sonofabitch up real nice, turn it sideways and shove it straight up your candy ass.

The TSA don’t care about anything. They don’t care that taking everything larger than a cell phone out of your bag is a huge pain in the ass. They don’t care that taking your shoes off at the bins reveals that you wore ankle socks with pants because your flight was at 5am this morning and you didn’t realize what you were doing because you stayed up late watching the Staircase.

I feel like an idiot. I’m sitting here with my legs crossed, foot resting on my knee and I’m wearing god damn ankle socks with tennis shoes and golf pants. I look like a such a nerd. Have a worse day than me while flying. You cant.