The frisking story

Last week I was in Copenhagen with a colleague just for the day. This usually means the day begins very early and finishes late. After a series of meetings (which went very well) we were in the airport waiting at the security check. The hand bags need to be x-rayed, computers and mobiles out seperately, no liquids, coats and jackets out and in a tray and sometimes even shoes!! As I walked in the metal detector gate the machine beeped and I looked out for the lady security personnel who would direct me to the screened area for women for a frisking. But there were none visible and instead this male security gaurd said briskly 'step on here please' and personally proceeded with a very through personal frisking. This was very strange and even uncomfortable feeling. But frankly I did not have enough time to think or react. May be I was not the most alert at this point of the day.. But sure it was very strange and this had never happened to me before-being bodily frisked by a man. As I was considering reacting to the situation.. My very German colleague stepped up beside us. And here is how the conversation went..
Colleague: 'Dont you have a lady security gaurd for women?' he asked sharply.
The dainsh security gaurd: 'we are a liberal country here'.
Colleague: But not all people passing through this door think like you.
Security: Yes, but she can ask for a lady if she objects.
Colleague: Did you tell her that before you started frisking?
Security: No, (and looking at me) I did a good job didnt I?
I nodded at him and smiled at my colleague and decided it was time to move on!!
I could'nt help laughing when I overheard a middleaged gentlemen tell his friend, 'You know the last time I was here, I was frisked by a woman!!!'.