Airport struggles

So I recently flew down to SoCal to visit some family. I arrive at the Sacramento International Airport at 4 a.m.. The line to check in was out the door, but I thought that I had plenty of time. Once I finally got to the front line and got my bags checked in and my boarding pass, I thought it would be smooth sailing from there. Clearly, I was wrong. As I start to walk towards security I realize the line almost doubled from the one outside. By now it's 5:15 a.m. I still think that I have plenty of time before my 6:30 a.m. flight so I just mind my own business and play flappy bird while the line moves slowly, but steady. The people in the line very from businessman to college students to families going on vacation. Everything seems fine and dandy as I get closer and closer to the scanners. I've flown countless times before so I know the procedure of airport security. I hand the bulky man-lady my I.D. along with my boarding pass and head to the bins. I take off my shoes, belt, hat, place my phone and backpack in a separate bin, as I am flagged to step forward into the body scanner. Everytime I have flown I have never had any difficulties but suddenly I was stopped and asked to step aside for a moment. They told me I had a pin in my abdomen. I looked that them like they were crazy because I knew for a fact there was nothing on or in me. They began to search my belongings and pat me down. They started asking questions like "Have you had any surgeries where they may have left something in?" I continued to tell them that I have never had any surgeries, I'm not trying to bring anything onto the plane and I'm not lying. After TSA's long search, they found nothing. Just like I told them from the start. They appologized for the inconvenience and I looked at the time. It was already 6:25 a.m.! My plane was already boarding and I was barely getting out of security. I grabbed everything from those bins and took off for my gate barefoot. I made it just in time and the flight attendant gave me a few seconds to gather my composure and board the plane. Luckily, it wasn't a full flight so I took a seat in my own row. Then more and more people started coming on. Not only did I book it to make it on time, I ended being squished and disgusted my whole flight. The lady next to me was all over my seat and had no personal hygiene. It was only 6:30 a.m. an I had already been through what seemed like hell. That's my story about the struggles of TSA and the Sacramento International Airport.