The TSA pointed me away from the madding crowd at the ABQ Sunport, for special attention, and painted my hands for a chemical sample. When the bells started ringing they announced "your hands are alarming". They proceeded to swab my carry-on items for more samples, and took me to a separate room for a resolution pat down.
I told the 2 agents that this was TSA revenge for an incident more than a year ago when I stretched out my arms while putting on a jacket after passing through a TSA check, and accidentally whacked a TSA agent, really hard, right across her boobs. "Tell her I'm sorry; it won't happen again," I said. "Karma," both agents agreed.