I flew on a business trip yesterday. At the ticket counter, I gave the agent my driver license, as usual. She did the usual check-in process, then looked up.
“Mr. Turner, what is your date of birth?”
I gave her my birthdate and she continued typing.
Curiosity caught up with me. “So … I’ve never been asked for my birthdate before,” I said in a friendly tone. “What did you need that for?”
“Oh,” she replied casually, “just to clear you from the watch list.”
Very interesting, indeed.
dude, she was totally hitting on you.
That must be the the “crotchety old geezer” watch list….
Mark,
You’re just got to stop wearing a turban when you travel!!! … I don’t care how comfortable it is!!!
You do look good in it though!!!
Matt (!!!)
You’re welcome. 🙂