Scene from an Airport
I’ve gotten to the front of the security line and handed the TSA officer my ID and ticket.
TSA Officer: (Looks at my ticket. Looks at my ID. Looks at me. Smiles.)
Me: (Smiles back.)
TSA Officer: (Looks at my ID. Looks at me. Smiles.)
Me: (Tips hat. Smiles back.)
TSA Officer: A beloved name from the blogosphere.
Me: And I always thought that I slipped through these lines anonymously.
TSA Officer: Don’t worry. No one will notice. This isn’t the sort of job that rewards competence, you know.
Me: Have a good day.