The whole TSA thing is fascinating to me. The line in LAX was insanely long on Wednesday night and people definitely missed flights but they were not directing folks to the Precheck line to help.
On my big trip (report to come after I stop working and catch up on sleep), I somehow managed to get "randomly" chosen to have my bags gone through and my hands, feet and bags checked for explosives at the check point THREE times out of the five times I actually went through security! Just me, mind you, not my family members. Now I know none of you know me but I can promise that I do not look scary after I've showered and put on make-up .
I finally turned to my family and asked what it was about me that makes me get chosen over them. My son says it is because I look approachable and like I won't yell at them.
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