Flying Without ID
Seems like the procedure has changed:
Mr. Peters nodded, and then looked down at the sheet which I had filled out and signed. âIâm going to have to make some calls to verify your identity.â
He pulled out a cell phone. I had assumed that we would be going to some separate screening room, but that wasnât the case. He stood facing the silver table, and I leaned back against it. So this was the dreaded interview. People walked past us with bags and luggage.
"Hello," he said. "Security." Long pause. It sounded like he was transferred. He said a number that I think had the same number of digits as a phone number. Then he said a shorter number. "No, she doesnât." He wrote something in small letters on the form. Then he spelled my name over the phone. "D-A-V-I-D-O-F-F. Thatâs Indigo Deltaâ¦ yes."
He looked at me. "Whatâs the name of a street that you lived on prior to your current address?"
"Inman," he repeated. There was a pause. "Where did you live in 2004?"
"Hmmâ¦" I said. "New Mexico? I think? Maybe Massachusetts."
He conferred with the person on the phone. "Thatâs fine." He hung up.
"All right," he said. "Youâre going to go through full security screening." He wrote "SSSS" in red marker on my printed boarding pass. He handed my form to one of the officers at the podium, and then gestured to the first screening line. "Right here."
This only works if you've lost your ID, not if you refuse to show it.
Posted on August 12, 2008 at 12:33 PM • 43 Comments