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Bismillah. Very best moment of the day — after loading my luggage, shoes and coat onto the security belt at the Detroit airport while hardly making eye contact with the Airport security guy, he asks me “Is that a hijab?”

“Excuse me?” I say, looking up for the first time, convinced that I’ve misheard him. “Is that a hijab?” he asks again, with the most perfect and beautiful pronunciation of “hijab”.

I give him a big smile and say yes. “I’ve never seen it like that, it looks so good on you!” he says.

I walk into the body scanner, spread my feet, lift my hands, wait 3 seconds and walk out as the female security officer smiles at me and asks me how I’m doing. I respond joyfully and walk a few steps forward when a different male security officer steps in front of me, blocking me with his whole body and puts his hand up, “Please stop here for a moment ma’am.” He looks at the female security officer, gesturing to my scarf and asks her impatiently, “Aren’t you gonna check that thing!?” She dismisses him equally as aggressively, pointing to me, and says - “NO, it’s form-fitting, that’s her hair, it’s her pony tail!”

Even after waiting for my bags, having retrieved my belongings, putting my coat and shoes back on, I hear them arguing, the women saying to the man - “You’re just awful! … ”

I walk away with a smile on my face … dude got so whipped — publicly.