Last week we were headed off on vacation to visit relatives and we found ourselves at the airport. In line for the security screening, my wife informed me that she did not have her Driver’s License. Oh my! Off to a good start! You see she has a separate purse that she uses for Farmer’s Market and she drove there last Sunday and it never got switched back to her regular purse. In our normal cool, calm and collected way we considered our options. She is looking at her credit cards when she notices that her Costco Card has her photo on the back. Hmmmm. Will they accept that? Probably not, but with the undesirable other options, we decide to go for that.
She steps up to the screener with her boarding pass and her Costco Card. He asks for a Driver’s License or Passport. She explains the situation. He calls for a manager. We step aside and wait. The manager has lots of questions and looks at other credit cards and asks me to verify she is my wife and that we live at the same address. He decides to let her pass, but she will have to go through the pat-down search and have her luggage visually searched. We approve that procedure and are good to go. Thank you, Costco!
In size, they're close to a national government agency ...
mmmmffffmmmmfffmmmm
Dang...I'm automatically muzzled every time I try to make a political comment. Wendell has done a good job.
Oh well....it's nice you got through. If we ever work out me getting you to make a compass staff for me, don't bring it on the airline....:-P
Good Job... getting through Airport security in America is always never ending strategy, luck, and entertainment ... and in the process i've inadvertently smuggled knives, ammunition, and coca cola... I'll remember the Costco loophole though
Speaking of entertainment in airports..... since it looks like I don't know how to link to a you tube video, look up "4 guys bored in an airport" ....
I got the pat-down yesterday... :-/
I forgot I had on my pants that zip up on both sides of the legs. Apparently the zippers raised red flags on the machine scanner. I figured they'd be more concerned about the black mini urn full of cremains in my purse!! Nope, they passed those right on by.
