On August 16, 2012, I was waiting to get through the gate (checking my hand bag, etc.). While I was waiting, I noticed a girl on gate no. 2 had dropped something on the ground that looked like a credit card, so I started waving at the girl. The guy behind her saw me and after I pointed at the ground, the security guy that was helping the girl to put her things on the tray, turned his head and looked at me. I smiled at him. When I walked over there, and had to pass through his gate, I realized he looked at me with hatred though I smiled at him. I walked through the gate and then the woman after looking at him, asked me step aside and she started searching me as if I was a criminal.
I looked back while she was searching me and I realized my small belly bag with my passport in it was not visible and I panicked. I told her I was worried about my passport and she told me to shut up and she said she would call the police. I said, "Please call the police," because I really wanted to know what was going on. She again warned me: "I’ll call police," as if I was afraid of the police, and I said again. "I want you to call the police." She looked at the side where the gate security guy was and then she asked me to lift up my bare foot, and I did. The policewoman came and I explained to her that I was worried about my passport. She pointed out at one tray at the corner and smiled. The police explained that the woman who was searching me does not speak English. At least the policewoman was acting normally and polite. I thanked her and then the woman who was searching me told me to walk over to the gate security that was continually searching my traveler's bag as if it was a tunnel.
I asked him what was he looking for and he looked at me with hatred. Then I understood why he decided to give me a hard time. It was because I tried to help at the gate when the girl dropped something on the floor. I was shocked to realize that; such hatred from him only because I tried to help. Of course there was nothing to be found, because I would never carry anything that would incriminate me. It was not my first time to travel by airplane but I have never been searched in the past. It was the first time to travel by Lufthansa and I got searched on the first time. I will never travel again with Lufthansa. You hire psychopaths to work for you, then you know what to expect. I was wearing the same things on my way to Frankfurt but I was not searched. That guy was a psychopath, and an evil man. Yes, he was tall, and sort of bald or thin hair, white male (I am white), and chubby. I should have gotten his name but I was about to punch him in his stupid face so I had forgotten to look for his name.