Too funny.  I remember being in San Fran and had to take my shoes off and half my clothes to get thru the scanner to the Bankruptcy court once.  I thought the old geezer with the wand was gonna have me strip down completely.  We finally decided it must have been my undergarmets because the ding dang alarm just kept going off.  Finally after 20 minutes he let me thru and I almost missed the filing deadline. 

Not as good as yours but this was about 20 years ago.  I think I would have had to ask the guy if he had anything better to do with his time and mention that I am now on a first name basis with the Mayor (after the b-room incident) so he might want to go back to his pencil pushing time at his desk and leave me alone.