One time, I flew out of Eppley Airport here in Omaha going to a business trip in Minnesota. They let me on the plane with all of my toiletries, including a huge bottle of aftershave balm.
I get ready to come back, the bastards in Minneapolis told me I couldn't have it on the plane. Here's how the conversation went:
TSA goon: "Sir, you can't have that bottle on the plane. It's too big."
Me: "I'm sorry, but they let me on in Omaha with this stuff. Why can't I take it with me now?"
TSA goon: "Well, every airport does things differently."
Me: "....aren't you a federal employee? What do you mean, 'you do things differently?'"
TSA goon: "Move on, sir. You're good to go."
Obviously I wasn't going to put up much of a fuss over aftershave balm. But I asked a lady who worked here for the TSA (goes to my church). Here's what she said:
"Yeah, the guidelines aren't clear, and haven't been since the TSA was formed. That's why I retired early."