A cooked chicken gives new meaning to ’emotional support animal’. A passenger carried a rotisserie chicken inside a clear pet backpack, running it through TSA screening, got a deadpan reaction from a Spirit Airlines staffer by their gate. He then ate the chicken on board.
The clear bubble pet carrier, to me, makes clear that the whole thing is a joke. The passenger isn’t just packing lunch, he wants the whole cooked chicken to be seen.
And the TSA actually endorses this! If people are going to eat a full rack of ribs on a plane why not a rotisserie chicken?
This is pretty harmless, and even funny, especially the gate agent’s reaction even if it’s totally attention-seeking and content farming. It does create a bit of food smell in the cabin, plus why do you want to eat room temperature rotisserie chicken? And it’s a bit odd for TSA to make you toss your coffee at the checkpoint while letting you bring through salmonella in a poultry cointainer.
My favorite takes:
“Find someone on the plane with some emotional support barbecue sauce…”
“Emotional support dry-rub, then.”
“Nah man. That’s a Technical Fowl.”
“Why’d he eat his emotional support animal” … “For emotional support.”
“It WAS an emotional support animal. Now it’s a rotisserie chicken.”
“That’s no chicken, that was my therapy cat after going through your x-ray”
People will label anything an emotional support animal, of course.
If you’re going to do this, consider eating the chicken prior to boarding. If you do bring it on board, keep it sealed, bring wipes, and don’t do an in-seat deboning. And if it’s an international flight, bear in mind that it may be allowed through security but not customs on arrival – so finish it, dispose of it properly, or.. declare it.
