I am a dangerous person...
Nov. 25th, 2005 11:47 pm...apparently.
jwg and I are just back from visiting my brother, sister-in-law, and parents in and around Philadelphia. When John made the seat reservations on Wednesday (the flight reservations had been made long before) and tried to print boarding passes, it wouldn't print mine.
So we went to the airport, hoping all was OK, and the machine there printed out my boarding pass just fine. But as we were going through the security gate, the attendant informed me that I had been selected by the airline for extra checking (as marked by a bold *S* on the boarding pass), so would I please step over there and wait for the other guy.
So I did, and it wasn't so bad -- the guy scanned me with a wand and patted me down and, including the waiting time it took all of about ten minutes, and we had plenty of time for the flight.
Then this morning, John sat down at my brother's computer to print out the boarding passes for our return trip, and lo and behold, it wouldn't print one for me. Went to the airport, printed the pass, same bold *S*, same schtick (but a little faster this time, because there were hardly any passengers going through security at the time -- yay for the Friday after Thanksgiving!), although this time in my haste I forgot to take my keys out of my pocket, and I foolishly had chosen to wear my Levi's shirt with metal buttons.
Apparently USAirways thinks I'm a security risk going both to and from Philadelphia. I have no idea why.
So we went to the airport, hoping all was OK, and the machine there printed out my boarding pass just fine. But as we were going through the security gate, the attendant informed me that I had been selected by the airline for extra checking (as marked by a bold *S* on the boarding pass), so would I please step over there and wait for the other guy.
So I did, and it wasn't so bad -- the guy scanned me with a wand and patted me down and, including the waiting time it took all of about ten minutes, and we had plenty of time for the flight.
Then this morning, John sat down at my brother's computer to print out the boarding passes for our return trip, and lo and behold, it wouldn't print one for me. Went to the airport, printed the pass, same bold *S*, same schtick (but a little faster this time, because there were hardly any passengers going through security at the time -- yay for the Friday after Thanksgiving!), although this time in my haste I forgot to take my keys out of my pocket, and I foolishly had chosen to wear my Levi's shirt with metal buttons.
Apparently USAirways thinks I'm a security risk going both to and from Philadelphia. I have no idea why.
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Date: 2005-12-02 03:44 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-12-02 04:32 pm (UTC)(The headline and one-line summary was so funny as it stood that I chose not to read the actual article.)