Paranoia Sucks

So I'm flying again for my boss to set up computers ahead of her, in this case, on an emergency basis. Obviously, I'm happy about missing my weekend, but at least I work for a nice guy, so that makes it easier to live with. But that's not what I'm here to write about. Mostly.

So I have arrived at JFK Airport, and found the one seat near my gate that has a power plug so I can charge my laptop (which will hopefully last me through enough time to watch a movie). I knew that people would start arriving at the gate shortly for the flight, so I didn't want to lose my seat.

Two people came and sat next to me, and I wanted a bottle of water. Given that this shop is right across the hall from where I'm sitting (completely in view from the seats), I decided to ask if they'd mind watching the bag or the seat for a minute. Words can't describe the look of horror on their faces, like I am Osama bin Laden sitting next to them.

Now, I can see how this would be an easy mistake: I'm 6'4" and white as can be, so clearly, an easy mistake on their part. I admit, I don't fault them for not wanting to, but I think the reaction was just a bit strong. In their defense, they were Australian, so maybe they feel they're more at risk, somehow. Who knows.

My bigger point here is that we shouldn't allow paranoia to ruin our daily lives, or an occasional kind act on someone else's behalf. I've watched bags for people, and as long as I know where they're going and it's in my sight, who cares? Yes, it violates rules, yes, it might possibly vaguely be dangerous in today's world, but somehow, I think that all the ridiculous overly strong security in today's airports does override this at least slightly.

Be vigilant, but be smart, people.