They always swab my hands and leg braces. Apparently they think my disability is an elaborate ruse.
My dad's actually happy about the new scanners because he's been getting the third degree over his artificial knee forever. Despite a long obvious scar and documentation from the VA. As he puts it, "Who knows what evil lurks in the knees of men?"
now everyone at the airport gets treated like me.
sorry.
Your dad's funny, Brenda.
I just ask, VERY NICELY, if we are taking x, y or z out today.
Pix and I fly to Fort Lauderdale on Sunday, and we have a connection through DFW, which almost never goes as planned, so we'll see how that works out. Still, that round trip to Fort Lauderdale is where I'll finally get my miles up to MVPGold.
If that company were real, we could hire ourselves out as Diversions, sj. Pretend to be lost...tell a sob story and get people to let us "For just five minutes...OMG." Stuff like that. I could drop my purse on "laundry day"...Omg, quarters everywhere. Everyone must stand and gawk.
Who says I haven't got a long-range vocational goal? "Leverage and Associates"...next time some asks, I'm totally counting it...my plan will work as well as one of theirs
and we have a connection through DFW
My sympathies. But, hey, train ride!
Still MVP Gold does not suck on Alaska, I bet. I've never attained it.
It is very nice now that Alaska MVP Gold works on Delta flights.
As he puts it, "Who knows what evil lurks in the knees of men?"
Heh.
So this mix of coffee, egg nog and brandy is pretty tasty on a rainy day.