Heh. A while back, heading back from a convention, I'd been thoughtful enough to check in early. The airport I went to was one of the ones that x-rays your checked bags as well as your carry-on -- and I'd been careful enough to put anything that might be possibly viewed as dangerous or personal (knives, underwear) in the checked bag. I thought it would be safer that way.

They tore open my checked bag and pulled everything out because I'd packed a)a pair of metal toy handcuffs (they didn't actually lock) for a cosplay idea I later abandoned and b)some nice knives I'd picked up at the con (I collect 'em). I had to stand in the middle of the security area, unable to so much as approach my suitcase to tuck away the underwear, and wait for half an hour for the cops to arrive and tell the idiot that they were toy cuffs and that the knives were not actually illegal.

My various issues include social anxiety, and this did not help my condition one iota. Especially as I was not permitted to reach for my medication.